Luyện nghe bài hát Til The Last Shot'S Fired

I was there in the of '64
we camped in the ice at Nashville's door
Three hundred our trail had lead
We barely had to bury our dead

When the charged and the colors fell
Overton Hill was a living
When we called retreat, it was almost
I died with a grape in my heart

Say a prayer for peace for every son
Set my free, let me lay down my gun
Mother Mary I'm so tired
But I can't come home the last shot's fired

In June of
I waited in the blood of shores
Twenty-one and scared to
My heart pounding in my

I almost the first sea wall
When my friends and saw me fall
I still smell the smoke, I can the mud
As I lay dying from a loss of blood

Say a prayer for peace for fallen son
Set my free, let me lay down my gun
Sweet Mary I'm so tired
But I can't come home the last shot's fired

I'm in the fields of
The of Afghanistan
And I'm hoping, waiting, praying
I did not die in

Say a for peace for every fallen son
Set our spirits free, let us lay our guns
Sweet Mother Mary so tired
But we can't home 'til the last shot's fired
'Til the last fired

Say a prayer for peace, for for our daughters and our sons
Set our spirits free, set us free, let us lay down our
Mother Mary we're so tired
But we can't come
No we can't come home the last shot's fired