Luyện nghe bài hát Where Have All Our Heroes Gone

Where have all our heroes gone what's come over our land
America is still my home sweet home but where all our heroes gone
I saw a group of boys the other day in the corner of a playground
Looking and laughin' at a
And I overheard one of the boys said man is he cool
And he pointed to the man who's picture was on the magazine
And kinda said under their breath yeah he's cool alright
And I got to my stomach
Because I'd seen the cover and the man that were talking about
Had instigated a riot in one of our major last summer
And the magazine was writing about how the police were to him
The were not fair with him
And how he talked back and slung his long hair about and
And did his things and they made him into a hero
And inside this magazine was the of a baseball player
Who got with the gamblers
Of the football player who said that was not the end
Just a mean to an end meanin' the girls and the times
And a story of a folk who proudly claims
To be a member of a party ailen to our government and a nontax payin' citizen
These young boys read with open eyes and open
And I to myself my God
Are these the people that these boys look up to
Are these their idols are these the heroes of the now
(America is still my home sweet 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 McArthur who 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 Cooper after all didn't they 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 their feats are
How many of the can you name huh how many
My heroes were people like Joe DiMaggio who that nice guys can finish first
And Stan Musian who never had an unkind word for
And Winston Churchill who's two fingers raised meant victory
Not a let-your-enemy-have-it-all kind of artificial peace
country needs a lotta things today friends
But it doesn't need any one thing anymore than it some real heroes
Men who what it means to be looked up to by a griny faced kid
Men who wanna sign books and not deal under the table
Men who are to play the game with the people who made them heroes
Men who don't putting on a white hat and saying thank you and please
I wish I more men that I'd be proud of for my son to look up to and say
Daddy when I grow up I to be just-like-him (Where have all our heroes gone)