Luyện nghe bài hát Men Behind The Guns

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

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

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

Their hearts a-pounding
When they swing to once more
never enough of the greenback stuff
They for the leave ashore

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

Warriors bold with of gold
dazzle like the sun
Outshine the common boys
The lads who serve the
Oh, the men behind the

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

Over the and the deadly sweep
Oh, the fire and the bursting
Where the very air is a mad
The of a living hell

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

And well, they know the cyclone
Loose from the cannon's
And they know the hull of the ship
Will quiver with the

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

But not until the final
Has made her run
Can we give their rest to the very
The who serve the guns
Oh, the men the guns

So 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 stand to the deck the battle's wreck
When the shells roar and pound
And never they fear when the foe is
To lay orders down

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