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
When the deeds of might are

They to the deck with the battle's wreck
When the great roar and pound
And never they when the foe is near
To lay their down

But off with hats and three times three
For sailor's 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 more
never enough of the greenback stuff
They start for the leave

And think perhaps the blue-blouse chaps
Had clothes to wear
For the of officers
Could hardly be

Warriors bold with straps of
That like the sun
Outshine the sailor boys
The who serve the guns
Oh, the men behind the

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

Over the deep and the deadly
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
Unseen by the sun
Oh, you'll find the boys who make the
The lads who the guns
Oh, the men the guns

And well, they the cyclone blow
Loose from the cannon's
And they know the of the enemy ship
Will with the peal

And the decks will rock with the shock
And shake the great recoil
While the sea grows red with the of the dead
And swallows up her

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

So let's drink a to the admiral
And here's to the bold
And glory more for the
the deeds of might are told

They stand to the deck with the wreck
When the great shells roar and
And never they when the foe is near
To lay their orders

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