Luyện nghe bài hát John Brown

John Brown went off to war to fight on a foreign
His mama was proud of him
He stood so straight and tall in his and all
His mama's face broke out a grin

"Oh, son, you so fine, I'm glad you're a son of mine
me proud to know you own a gun
Do what the says, lot of medals you will get
We'll put on the wall when you get home"

That old train out, John's ma began to shout
ev'ryone in the neighborhood
"That's my son about to go, he's a soldier now, you know"
She made well sure her understood

She got a letter once in a while, her broke into a smile
She showed them to the people next door
They bragged about her son his uniform and gun
And these you called a good old fashioned war

the letters ceased to come, for a long time they did not come
Ceased to come for about ten or more
Then when letter finally came saying, "Go and meet the train
Your son is coming back the war"

She smiled and she went down, she looked up and all around
She did not see her soldier son in
all the people passed, she saw her son at last
When she did she could not her eyes

Oh, his face was all shot up and his hand were blown
And he wore a metal brace his waist
He kind of slow, in a voice she didn't know
And she couldn't even his face

"Oh, tell me, my darling son, tell me they've done
How is it that you come to be way?"
He tried his best to talk but his mouth hardly move
And his mother had to her face away

"Don't you remember, ma, I went off to war
You thought it was the best thing I do?
I was on the battleground, you home, acting proud
You weren't standing in my shoes

And I thought when I was there, Lord, what am I doing
Tryin' to somebody or die tryin'
But the thing that scared me most, my enemy came close
I can see that his looked just like mine"

And I couldn't help but think, through the thunder and stink
I was just a puppet in a
And through the roar and smoke, string, it finally broke
And a ball blew my eyes away"

As he turned away to go, his mother was slow
Seein' the metal that helped him stand
But as he turned to leave, he called his mother
And he dropped his down into her hand