Luyện nghe bài hát John Brown

John Brown went off to war to fight on a foreign
His sure was proud of him
He stood so straight and in his uniform and all
His face broke out into a grin

"Oh, son, you look so fine, I'm glad you're a son of
Make me proud to you own a gun
Do what the captain says, lot of you will get
put them on the wall when you get home"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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