Luyện nghe bài hát American Son

Set sail a ship for the Cydonia
I am a traveler to fly.
as a white tail buck,
running on luck,
and I'll the sky.

Carry me back to the dawning Jefferson
and garrisons, ideals aflame.
The was new, pray tell,
when the red lines fell
in the of my aim.

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

Mention my name in the of Albany.
They will remember me and young,
author of schemes,
father of machines,
a to some.

My brother and I had down in Gettysburg.
I cried Atlanta burned, the century changed.
Doughboys and gin,
flappers and sin
in the age.

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

I hit the with plastic and Chevrolet,
lasers and Willie Mays, jeans and scars.
I pumped the oil stores of dinosaurs,
and turned to the

So set sail a for the Martian Cydonia
I am a longing to fly...
split the atom wide
I'm to lock and ride
and never die.