Luyện nghe bài hát August & Everything After

They're wakin' up maria 'cause else has got someplace to go
She makes a little motion her head. rolls over
And says she's sleep for a couple minutes more
I said I'm sorry to maria for all the cold hearted that I
have
I said I'm sorry by now at least once to just everyone
She says, I've what I'm supposed to do today
And it slips my mind I'm supposed to say
I'm getting older and and older
And a little further out of the way
You look into her eyes and it's more than your heart will
In august and everything after, you get a little less you
expected
Well I stumbled washington square just as the sun began to rise
And I walked across the lawn to the
And lay down in the shadow of st. in the sky
I'm one of these late model children waiting for the king
But there ain't no of elvis in san fransisco
It's just me, and I'm this rock and roll thing
She wants to be just me
And I want every damn I can see.
You know one day daddy's little angel,
The next day you're everything he you to be
They dress you up in white
And they give you very own pair of wings
In and everything after, I'm after everything.
I lalalalalalalalalala
Well I got my
and I got my dollar home
And I got the of some girl in New York City
whos always wide
so I never have to the night alone
I got this nasty habit
of peekin the shirts of all the little girls
as they me by
And I wonder it all catches up to me
and I finally break now
Did you I was gonna cry?
I already got my disease
So take your filthy hands off of me
I hope you dont expect me to be crucified
The best that can do
is just hang me the nearest tree
its midnight in San Francisco
and Im waiting for Jesus on my knees
In August and everything
I want somebody else to for me
I lalalalalalalalala...
down from North Dakota
Cause I had in the military mind
And now I know is turning showgirl
and dancing with shirt off
in some Las hotel line
So Im going to New York
Cause it got a sleazy here for me
I'm gonna myself alone
You know I'm coming home
You make the changes the that you need
But I no know how to pray
I live in dog and its a Dalmatian parade
And I change my spots and over
but never seem to fade away
I am the last Indian
looking for the where the buffalo roam
In August and after
man them buffalo aint never home
In August and everything
man them buffalo aint never home