Luyện nghe bài hát Men Behind The Guns

Let's a toast to the admiral
And to the captain bold
And more for the commodore
the deeds of might are told

They stand to the deck with the battle's
When the great roar and pound
And never they fear when the foe is
To lay their orders

But off with hats and three times three
For every son
For the men below who the foe
The men behind the
Oh, the men behind the

hearts a-pounding heavy
When they swing to port once
With never of the greenback stuff
They start for the leave

And you'd perhaps the blue-blouse chaps
Had better to wear
For the uniforms of
hardly be compared

Warriors 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 sound of round
Says there be gone

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

But down and deep in a ship
Unseen by the sun
Oh, you'll find the boys who make the
The who serve the guns
Oh, the men the guns

And well, they know the blow
from the cannon's steel
And they know the hull of the enemy
Will quiver the peal

And the decks will rock with the lightning
And shake with the great
While the sea grows red with the blood of the
And up her spoil

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

So let's drink a toast to the
And here's to the captain
And glory for the commodore
When the of might are told

They stand to the deck the battle's wreck
When the great roar and pound
And never they fear the foe is near
To lay their orders

But off with your hats and three times
For every son
For the men who fight the foe
The men the guns
Oh, the man the gun