Luyện nghe bài hát Dress Blues

What can you see from your
I see anything from mine
Flags on the of the highway
And scripture on grocery signs
Maybe eighteen was too
Maybe thirty or is too
Did you get chance to make peace with the man
Before he sent down his for you?

and grandmamas love you
'Cause that's all know how to do
You planned on the bombs in the sand
Or sleeping in dress blues

Your said this all would be funny
When you back home in a week
You'd turn twenty-two and we'd you
In a bar or a tent by the
baby would just about be here
Your last tour would be up
But you won't be back. all dressing in black
Drinking tea in styrofoam cups

Mamas and grandmamas you
American boys hate to
You planned on the bombs in the sand
Or sleeping in your dress

Now the school gymnasium's ready
Full of and old legionnaires
Nobody up to protest
They just and stare
But there's red, white, and in the rafters
And there's old men from the corps
What did they say when shipped you away
To give all in God awful war?

Nobody here could you
You us what we had to lose
You never planned on the in the sand
Or in your dress blues

No, no you never planned on the bombs in the
Or sleeping in your blues
You never on the bombs in the sand
Or sleeping in dress blues