Luyện nghe bài hát Men Behind The Guns

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

They stand to the with the battle's wreck
When the great shells roar and
And they fear when the foe is near
To lay their orders

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

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

And you'd perhaps the blue-blouse chaps
Had clothes to wear
For the of officers
Could be compared

bold with straps of gold
That dazzle the sun
Outshine the common sailor
The who serve the guns
Oh, the men behind the

But say not a till the shot is heard
That tells the is on
And the angry of another 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 mighty
by the midday sun
Oh, you'll find the boys who the noise
The lads who serve the
Oh, the men the guns

And well, they the cyclone blow
Loose from the steel
And they the hull of the enemy ship
Will with the peal

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

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

So let's a toast to the admiral
And here's to the bold
And glory more for the
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 orders down

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