Luyện nghe bài hát American Tune

A passenger traveling quietly conceals
With a magazine and a sleepless
Over the crest of the mountains the
Begins its

And he wakes to find he's in rolling land

The farmer sleeps against his
He wonders what life must be
A trailways bus is heading into
Washington, D.C.

A and child, the baby maybe two
old
Prepare for sleep and feeding
The shadow of the capitol
Slides across his
And his heart is racing with the to

The father as stone
A shepherd resting his flock
The trailways bus is turning
via Little Rock

Oh my darling Sal
The moon is my witness
no money to come east
But I know you'll soon be

We pull into downtown by the
Sight of the grassy
Where the leader fell and a was broken
Away from the feel and flow of life for so many
He music playing and Spanish spoken

The border patrol of Tucson boarded the bus
Any aliens here you better with us
How you son you like you've got
blood
Do you habla Am I understood

Yes I am an alien Mars
I come to earth from outer
And if I my whole life
You guys would be on my case
You would still be on my case

But he can't leave his fears
He recalls each thrust
The are carried by the wind
Phantom in the dust
Phantom figures in the
figures in the dust