Luyện nghe bài hát The War

I got at 19
Me and a of boys from home
January '43, drove out to Bluff and signed on
Went to basic south of
Put me on west bound train
Spent three days out in San
And they shipped me back again
Left a port out of New
Slept for in British rain
Tore it up in London town
And they me back out again
The preacher said "Boys he who is killed tonight will with the Lord in Paradise"
One boy spoke up, said "preacher on, eat your supper with us
Never talk those first days
of friends left behind
But I it all the way across France
And I at the Maginot line
Road a tank into
Like them than the French
Like my daddy, thirty before
I did my time in a
Lots of days no water
But the kept me warm
The were stocked to the ceiling with booze
So I carried a bottle my gun
The preacher said "Boys he who is killed tonight will dine the Lord in Paradise"
One boy spoke up, said "preacher come on, eat your supper us"
times I made sergeant
I'm not kind of man
And pretty just as quick as I could
I get busted back to again
Cause taken' never suited me
Giving them out was much
I not stand to get my friends killed
So I took of myself first
Now I know that don't sound
think too bad of me
Now it keeps me up
I could have done differently
The preacher "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 was not to be mine
'Cause I His name every chance that I could
And I recon that's why I'm still