Luyện nghe bài hát John Brown

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

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

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

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

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

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

Oh, his face was all shot up and his hand were blown
And he wore a metal brace around his
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 come to be way?"
He his best to talk but his mouth could hardly move
And his had to turn her face away

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

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

As he turned to go, his mother was acting slow
Seein' the metal brace helped him stand
But as he turned to leave, he his mother close
And he his medals down into her hand