Luyện nghe bài hát American Tune

A passenger traveling conceals himself
a magazine and a sleepless pillow
Over the crest of the mountains the
Begins its

And he wakes to find in rolling farm land

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

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

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

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

We pull into Dallas by the
Sight of the knoll
Where the leader fell and a was broken
Away from the feel and of life for so many years
He hears playing and Spanish spoken

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

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

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