Luyện nghe bài hát Men Behind The Guns

Let's drink a to the admiral
And to the captain bold
And glory more for the
the deeds of might are told

They stand to the deck with the battle's
When the great shells roar and
And they fear when the foe is near
To lay their orders

But off with your hats and times three
For every son
For the men who fight the foe
The men the guns
Oh, the men the guns

Their hearts heavy
they swing to port once more
With never enough of the greenback
They for the leave ashore

And you'd think perhaps the blue-blouse
Had better to wear
For the uniforms of
hardly be compared

Warriors bold straps of gold
dazzle like the sun
Outshine the common boys
The who serve the guns
Oh, the men behind the

But say not a word till the shot is
That tells the is on
And the angry sound of round
Says there must be

Over the deep and the sweep
Oh, the fire and the shell
the very air is a mad despair
The of a living hell

But down and deep in a ship
Unseen by the sun
Oh, you'll find the boys who make the
The lads who the guns
Oh, the men the guns

And well, they the cyclone blow
Loose from the cannon's
And they know the hull of the ship
Will quiver with the

And the decks will with the lightning shock
And shake the great recoil
While the sea grows red the blood of the dead
And swallows up her

But not until the final
Has made her run
Can we give rest to the very best:
The lads who the guns
Oh, the men behind the

So drink a toast to the admiral
And here's to the captain
And glory more for the
When the of might are told

They to the deck with the battle's wreck
When the great shells and pound
And never fear when the foe is near
To lay their orders

But off with your hats and three times
For every son
For the men below who the foe
The men behind the
Oh, the man the gun