Luyện nghe bài hát War Nurse

She was just another war
She strike a noble pose
for our young boys when a bullet laid them low
She would hover them and cry
And pull the over them when they'd die
She was just another lady, lover, sister of the gun
And though france call her darling,
She was a nurse the rising sun
She knew no hells or heavens, or harbors or
She was every mother, sister, wife and
Whose love a soldier boy was
She in the birth of the broad sword
She was not a one
Though would call her darlin'
She was 'neath the rising sun
She was a soldier's shrapnel sweetheart, direct from the combat
She was a o fthe virgin mary
She was the hooker in san antone
And though her heart was in iceland
the dawn patrol
Blessed in this blood and stitched into bones
The war nurse her soul
Blessed in this and stitched into these bones
The war nurse left her