Luyện nghe bài hát March On

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He was a little soldier
Marching far home
He was lost and he was
Pretending to be

He was a little soldier
all alone
He was looking for answers
He was looking for some

froze inside his mind
Spelling that seemed to say
would be revealed
In twisted way

God, a big
or make believe?
Sex, a idea
But where it ever lead?

Love, a nice
Then do we really know?
The end, bound to happen
But in the
on with the show
On with the

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He was a brave soldier
Marching in the
He had a on his shoulder
Too bad he didn't

He marched into the
Thinking time was on his
no woman on his shoulder
Life passed him by

Letters froze inside his
Spelling words that to say
Everything be revealed
In some way

on
on

God, a big
or make believe?
Sex, a idea
But where it ever lead?

Love, a nice
Then do we really know?
The end, it's bound to
But in the
It's on with the
On the show

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on
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