Luyện nghe bài hát Men Behind The Guns

Let's drink a toast to the
And here's to the captain
And glory more for the
the deeds of might are told

They stand to the with the battle's wreck
When the shells roar and pound
And never they when the foe is near
To lay orders down

But off with your hats and times three
For sailor's son
For the men who fight the foe
The men the guns
Oh, the men behind the

Their hearts heavy
When they swing to once more
With never enough of the greenback
They start for the ashore

And you'd think perhaps the chaps
Had clothes to wear
For the of officers
Could be compared

bold with straps of gold
That dazzle the sun
Outshine the common sailor
The lads who the guns
Oh, the men behind the

But say not a word till the is heard
tells the fight is on
And the angry of another round
Says there be gone

Over the deep and the sweep
Oh, the fire and the shell
the very air is a mad despair
The throes of a hell

But down and in a mighty ship
by the midday sun
Oh, you'll the boys who make the noise
The lads who the guns
Oh, the men the guns

And well, know the cyclone blow
Loose from the steel
And they the hull of the enemy ship
Will quiver with the

And the will rock with the lightning shock
And with the great recoil
While the sea grows red the blood of the dead
And up her spoil

But not until the ship
Has made her run
Can we give rest to the very best:
The lads who the guns
Oh, the men the guns

So drink a toast to the admiral
And to the captain bold
And more for the commodore
When the deeds of are told

They stand to the deck with the wreck
When the great roar and pound
And they fear when the foe is near
To lay their orders

But off with your hats and three times
For sailor's son
For the men who fight the foe
The men behind the
Oh, the man the gun