Luyện nghe bài hát The War

I got at 19
Me and a bunch of from home
'43, drove out to Pine Bluff and signed on
Went to south of Birmingham
Put me on west coast bound
Spent three days out in San
And they shipped me back again
Left a port out of New
for months in British rain
Tore it up down in London
And they shipped me back out
The preacher said "Boys he who is killed tonight will dine with the in Paradise"
One boy spoke up, said "preacher come on, eat your with us
talk about those first days
Lots of left behind
But I it all the way across France
And I fought at the line
Road a tank Belgium
Like better than the French
my daddy, thirty years before
I did my in a trench
of days there's no water
But the liquor kept me
The were stocked to the ceiling with booze
So I carried a bottle my gun
The preacher said "Boys he who is killed will dine with the Lord in Paradise"
One boy spoke up, "preacher come on, eat your supper with us"
Three I made sergeant
I'm not that of man
And pretty just as quick as I could
I get busted back to private
taken' orders never suited me
Giving them out was worse
I could not stand to get my friends
So I took of myself first
Now I know that don't right
Don't too bad of me
Now it keeps me up
What I could have differently
The said "Boys he who is killed tonight will dine with the Lord in Paradise."
One boy spoke up, said "preacher come on, eat your supper us"
I'd be no guest at the table of the
His food was not to be
'Cause I His name every chance that I could
And I recon that's why I'm alive