Luyện nghe bài hát P. T. 109

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

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

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

and fire upon the sea
Everywhere they looked was the
The heathen of old Japan
Yeah they thought had the best of a mighty good man

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

and fire upon the sea
Everywhere they was the enemy
The heathen of old Japan
they thought they had the best of a mighty good man

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

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

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