Luyện nghe bài hát Where Have All Our Heroes Gone

Where have all our heroes gone come over our great land
America is still my home sweet home but where have all our heroes
I saw a group of boys the other day standing in the of a playground
Looking and at a magazine
And I one of the boys said man is he ever cool
And he pointed to the man picture was on the magazine cover
And everybody kinda said under their breath yeah he's alright
And I got to my stomach
Because I'd the cover and the man that they were talking about
Had instigated a in one of our major cities last summer
And the magazine was about how the police were unkind to him
The judges were not fair him
And how he talked back and slung his long about and cussed
And did his and they made him into a regular hero
And inside this magazine was the of a baseball player
Who got involted with the
Of the player who said that football was not the end
Just a mean to an end meanin' the girls and the good
And a story of a folk who proudly claims
To be both a member of a party ailen to our government and a nontax citizen
These young boys read with open and open minds
And I to myself my God
Are these the people that young boys look up to
Are their idols are these the heroes of the now generation
(America is my home sweet home but where have all our heroes gone)
I had heroes when I was a kid we all did and our did their thing too
Like General Douglas who returned like he said he would
Like Gene Autry and Roy who chased the bad guys right off the screen
Like Lindberg who flew the ocean and Jesse Owens who showed
And John Wayne and Gerry after all didn't they really win the war
And General Ike bless your cause he made us feel safe
We've killed some of our recent heroes the Kennedys and
And even as great as space feats are
How many of the astronauts can you name huh how
My heroes were people like Joe who proved that nice guys can finish first
And Stan Musian who had an unkind word for anybody
And Winston Churchill who's two fingers raised together victory
Not a let-your-enemy-have-it-all kind of artificial peace
This country needs a lotta things friends
But it doesn't need any one anymore than it needs some real heroes
Men who know what it means to be looked up to by a griny kid
Men who wanna autograph books and not deal under the table
Men who are willing to play the game with the people who made them
Men who don't mind on a white hat and saying thank you and please
I wish I knew more men that I'd be of for my son to look up to and say
Daddy when I grow up I want to be (Where have all our heroes gone)