🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Masters Of War - Bob Dylan

 Come you  of war
 You that build all the 
 You that  the death planes
 You that build  big bombs
 You that  behind walls
 You  hide behind desks
 I just want you to 
 I  see through your masks
 
  that never done nothin'
 But  to destroy
 You play  my world
 Like it's your little 
 You  a gun in my hand
 And you hide from my 
 And you turn  run farther
 When the fast bullets 
 
  Judas of old
 You lie  deceive
 A world war can be 
  want me to believe
 But  see through your eyes
 And I see through your 
 Like I see  the water
 That runs  my drain
 
 You fasten the 
  the others to fire
 Then you set back and 
  the death count gets higher
 You hide  your mansion
 As  people's blood
 Flows  of their bodies
 And is  in the mud
 
 You've thrown the worst 
 That can ever  hurled
 Fear to bring 
  the world
  threatening my baby
 Unborn  unnamed
 You ain't worth the 
 That runs in  veins
 
 How much do I 
 To talk out of 
 You might  that I'm young
 You might say  unlearned
  there's one thing I know
  I'm younger than you
 Even Jesus  never
 Forgive what  do
 
 Let me ask  one question
 Is your money that 
 Will it buy you 
 Do you think that  could
 I think you will 
 When your death takes  toll
 All the money you 
 Will  buy back your soul
 
  I hope that you die
 And your death'll come 
 I  follow your casket
 In  pale afternoon
  I'll watch while you're lowered
 Down to your 
 And  stand o'er your grave
 'Til I'm sure that you're