Luyện nghe bài hát The War

I got at 19
Me and a of boys from home
'43, drove out to Pine Bluff and signed on
Went to basic of Birmingham
Put me on west coast bound
three days out in San Diego
And they shipped me back again
Left a out of New York
Slept for months in rain
Tore it up down in London
And shipped me back out again
The preacher said "Boys he who is killed tonight will with the Lord in Paradise"
One boy spoke up, said "preacher come on, eat your supper us
Never talk those first days
Lots of friends behind
But I made it all the way across
And I at the Maginot line
Road a tank Belgium
Like better than the French
my daddy, thirty years before
I did my time in a
of days there's no water
But the kept me warm
The cellars were stocked to the ceiling with
So I carried a with my gun
The said "Boys he who is killed tonight will dine with the Lord in Paradise"
One boy spoke up, said "preacher come on, eat supper with us"
Three times I sergeant
I'm not kind of man
And much just as quick as I could
I get busted back to private
Cause orders never suited me
Giving them out was much
I could not stand to get my friends
So I took care of myself
Now I know that sound right
Don't too bad of me
Now it me up nights
What I could have differently
The preacher said "Boys he who is killed will dine with the Lord in Paradise."
One boy spoke up, said "preacher come on, eat your supper us"
I'd be no guest at the of the Lord
His food was not to be
'Cause I cursed His name chance that I could
And I that's why I'm still alive