Luyện nghe bài hát My Uncle

A letter came today from my board
With trembling hands, I read the
It asked me lots of things my mamma and poppa
Now that ain't what, I call fair

So I'm for the nearest foreign border
Vancouver may be my of town
they don't need the kind of law and order
That to keep a good man underground

A sad old soldier, once told me a
About a that he was on
He said, a man never fight for glory
He must know what is right and what is

So I'm for the nearest foreign border
Vancouver, may be my kind of
'Cause they don't the kind of law and order
That to keep a good man underground

Now I don't how much I owe my uncle
But I it's more than I can pay
He's me to sign a three year contract
I guess, I'll catch the first bus out

So I'm headed for the nearest foreign
Vancouver may be my kind of
they don't need the kind of law and order
That tends to keep a man underground