Luyện nghe bài hát Where Real Soldiers Roam

Run, run, run away,
The is coming, they will take you away.
claimed our land as their own,
They'll drive you our homes.

War-torn fields of red, and blue,
The cavalry will charge, charge you.
The fires are starting to burn all is dear,
Grab your loved ones; Run right here!

Growing up in valley far life,
The campfires the outlines of hare.
A distant drum that was your homes,
Was it just dreams or real soldiers roam?

the songs that symbolise,
The of love and tranquillity,
And liberty, so and gone,
your blades; youre feeling so alone.

Run, run, run away,
The battle is coming, they will you away.
They've our land as their own,
They'll you from our homes.

War-torn of red, white and blue,
The cavalry will charge, charge you.
The fires are starting to burn all is dear,
Grab your loved ones; Run right here!

Your mother's been taken, father too,
Now all thats left is your to hold,
A distant drum it was your home,
Now you all know that's real soldiers roam.

Run, run, run away,
The battle is coming, they take you away.
They've claimed our as their own,
drive you from our homes.

War-torn of red, white and blue,
The cavalry charge, they'll charge towards you.
The fires are starting to all that is dear,
your loved ones; Run right from here!

Cold and brittle, people.
surround the darkest of wilderness.
The red, the white, the blue, they're after you!

Run, run, run away,
The is coming, they will take you away.
They've claimed our as their own,
They'll drive you our homes.

War-torn of red, white and blue,
The will charge, charge towards you.
The are starting to burn all that is dear,
your loved ones; Run right from here!