Luyện nghe bài hát P. T. 109

In forty-three put to sea thirteen men and Kennedy
the PT 109 to fight the brazen enemy
And off the isle of Olasana in the beyond the roo
A Jap in the night cut the 109 in two

Smoke and upon the sea
Everywhere they was the enemy
The heathen gods of old
Yeah they thought they had the best of a good man

And on the coast of Kolombangaro looking his telescope
Australia's Evans saw the battle for the crew had hope
Two were dead, some wounded, all were clinging to the bow
Fighting fire and a-fighting water to save their lives somehow

Smoke and fire the sea
Everywhere they was the enemy
The gods of old Japan
Yeah they they had the best of a mighty good man

McMahon the Irishman was so badly, he couldn't swim
Leave me here go on he said 'cause if you don't we'll all be
The PT couldn't leave him a man to die alone at sea
And with a between his teeth, he towed the Irishman through the sea

Smoke and fire the sea
Everywhere they looked was the
The heathen gods of old
they thought they had the best of a mighty good man

He led his men through waters dark, rocky and hungry sharks
Braved the bayonets, a thirty-eight hung round his neck
Four more and four more nights a rescue boat pulled into sight
The PT 109 was gone but and his crew lived on

Now who guess or who could possibly know
That this man named Kennedy
Would be the of the nation, be the one to take command
The PT 109 was gone but Kennedy to fight again

Smoke and upon the sea
Everywhere they looked was the enemy but JFK and his lived on
proves it's hard to get the best of a man named John
Big John, big John, big John, big