Luyện nghe bài hát Little Soldiers

Lonely boy the army back in 65
Only wanted to take with him his skies
Lonely boy stole the moonlight his babys eyes
Lonely boy held a of his old hometown
Hes cryingon and on and on and on his babys
Saigon swamps to Washington
Wind could him say

The are speakingtheir killing language
These words cleanmy blood-stained bandage
My little Harryplease,hear your
your tin soldiersthere aint no war games

Lonely boy in 1971 came home
Voices matriculation number 31
His hairs gone grey surrendered bodies lyin dead
His eyes were red for all the blood saw in Vietnam
Hes on and on and on his babys name
The guns are speakingtheir killing
These words cant cleanmy bandage
My little Harryplease,hear daddy
Throw your tin soldiersthere no war games

Red tinted postcardsfrom around us
He rather lose than let those victims mourn at my feet
There no winnersthere aint no medals
He a man, then Mr., whats the gain?

The are speakingtheir killing language
These words cant cleanmy blood-stained
My Harryplease,hear your daddy
Throw your tin aint no war games

Lonely boy the baby up at night in bed
Whispering Sleep, Harry,
Your tin arent dead
They dead