Luyện nghe bài hát Men Behind The Guns

Let's drink a to the admiral
And here's to the bold
And glory more for the
When the of might are told

They stand to the deck with the battle's
When the great shells and pound
And they fear when the foe is near
To lay their down

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

hearts a-pounding heavy
When they swing to once more
With enough of the greenback stuff
start for the leave ashore

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

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

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

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

But down and deep in a mighty
by the midday sun
Oh, find the boys who make the noise
The lads who the guns
Oh, the men the guns

And well, they know the blow
Loose from the steel
And they the hull of the enemy ship
Will quiver with the

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

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

So drink a toast to the admiral
And here's to the bold
And glory for the commodore
When the deeds of might are

They stand to the deck with the wreck
When the shells roar and pound
And never they fear when the foe is
To lay their down

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