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
When the of might are told

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

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

Their hearts heavy
they swing to port once more
With never of the greenback stuff
They start for the leave

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

Warriors bold with of gold
dazzle like the sun
Outshine the sailor boys
The lads who the guns
Oh, the men the guns

But say not a word the shot is heard
That the fight is on
And the angry of another round
Says must be gone

Over the deep and the deadly
Oh, the fire and the shell
Where the very air is a mad
The of a living 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 behind the

And well, they know the blow
Loose from the steel
And they know the hull of the enemy
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 final
Has made her run
Can we give their 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 with the battle's
When the great shells and pound
And never they fear when the foe is
To lay orders down

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