Luyện nghe bài hát Men Behind The Guns

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

But and deep in a mighty ship
by the midday sun
Oh, you'll find the boys who make the
The lads who serve the
Oh, the men behind the

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

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

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

So let's a toast to the admiral
And to the captain bold
And glory more for the
When the deeds of are told

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

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