Luyện nghe bài hát The War Was In Color

I see found a box of my things
Infantries, tanks and airplane wings
These old are cool, tell me some stories
Was it the old war movies?
Sit down son, let me you in

Where to Let's start with the end
This black and white photo, don't capture the
From the of a gun to a soldier who's done
me grandson, the war was in color

From shipyard to sea, factory to sky
rivet to rifle, from boot camp to battle cry
I the mask up high on a daylight run
That held my face in its clammy
Crawled over coconut logs and corpses in the coral

to begin? Lets start with the end
This black and white photo, capture the skin
From the shock of a or the memory of smell
If red is for Hell, the war was in

I the canvas bag over the railing
The dead with the ship still sailing
Out of our hands and into the sea

I felt the crossfire stitching up
Into a of dead and as the night grows colder
In a back home, a Blue Star is traded for Gold

Where to begin? start with the end
This and white photo, don't capture the skin
When metal is churned and bodies are
earned, the war was in color

Now I lay in my at age 21
Long before you were born, I bore a son
good did it do? Well, hopefully for you
A without war, a life full of color

Where to Start with the end
This black and white photo never captured my
Once it was from an enemy thorn
Straight the core, the war was in color

Where to begin? Let's with the end
This black and white photo never captured my
From the flash of a gun to a soldier done
Trust me grandson, the war was in

me grandson, the war was in color
Trust me grandson, the war was in