Luyện nghe bài hát American Son

Set sail a ship for the Martian
I am a longing to fly.
Strong as a white buck,
on Yankee luck,
and claim the sky.

me back to the dawning with Jefferson
muskets and garrisons, aflame.
The world was new, tell,
when the red lines fell
in the of my aim.

Many over, well they wrote my epitaph.
I had the laugh second to none.
Just this candle and don't bet against me, boys.
I'm an Son.

Mention my in the poolhalls of Albany.
will remember me wild and young,
author of schemes,
of strange machines,
a to some.

My and I had words down in Gettysburg.
I when Atlanta burned, the century changed.
Doughboys and gin,
and jazz-age sin
in the age.

Bury my heart on the of Normandy;
the price paid for flowed in my veins.
I died on white sand,
on beaches where French tan.
We sang Marlene.

I hit the 50's with and Chevrolet,
lasers and Willie Mays, jeans and scars.
I the oil stores of liquefied dinosaurs,
and to the stars

So set sail a ship for the Cydonia
I am a traveler to fly...
I've the atom wide
I'm to lock and ride
and I'll die.