Luyện nghe bài hát American Tune

A passenger traveling quietly himself
With a and a sleepless pillow
Over the crest of the mountains the
its climb

And he wakes to find he's in rolling farm

The farmer sleeps his wife
He wonders what their life be
A trailways bus is south into
Washington, D.C.

A mother and child, the maybe two
old
Prepare themselves for sleep and
The shadow of the dome
Slides across his
And his heart is racing the urge to

The father as stone
A resting with his flock
The trailways bus is west
via Little Rock

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

We into downtown Dallas by the
of the grassy knoll
Where the fell and a town was broken
Away from the and flow of life for so many years
He hears music playing and Spanish

The border patrol outside of boarded the bus
Any aliens here you better check us
How you son you like you've got
blood
Do you habla inglese? Am I

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

But he can't his fears behind
He each fatal thrust
The screams are by the wind
figures in the dust
Phantom in the dust
figures in the dust