Luyện nghe bài hát August & Everything After

They're wakin' up maria 'cause everybody else has got to go
She makes a little with her head. rolls over
And says gonna sleep for a couple minutes more
I said I'm sorry to maria for all the cold hearted things I
have
I said I'm sorry by now at least once to just about
She says, I've what I'm supposed to do today
And it slips my what I'm supposed to say
I'm older and older and older
And a little further out of the way
You look into her eyes and it's more than your heart will
In august and everything after, you get a little than you
somehow
Well I stumbled into washington square just as the sun to rise
And I walked the lawn to the cathedral
And lay down in the of st. Marys in the sky
I'm just one of late model children waiting for the king
But there ain't no sign of in san fransisco
It's just me, and I'm this rock and roll thing
She to be just like me
And I want every thing I can see.
You know one day you're little angel,
The day you're everything he wanted you to be
dress you up in white satin
And they give you your own pair of wings
In august and everything after, I'm everything.
I lalalalalalalalalala
Well I got my
and I got my dollar home
And I got the of some girl in New York City
always wide awake
so I have to spend the night alone
I got this nasty habit
of peekin the shirts of all the little girls
as they me by
And I wonder when it all up to me
and I finally down now
Did you I was gonna cry?
Well I got my disease
So take fuckin filthy hands off of me
Well I hope you dont expect me to be
The that they can do
is just hang me the nearest tree
its midnight in San Francisco
and Im waiting here for Jesus on my
In August and everything
I want else to bleed for me
I lalalalalalalalala...
Came down from North
Cause I had confidence in the military
And now everyone I know is turning
and dancing with their off
in some Las hotel line
So Im to New York City
Cause it got a little here for me
I'm gonna find myself
You know I'm coming home
You make the the changes that you need
But I no longer know how to
I live in dog and its a Dalmatian parade
And I change my spots over and
but never seem to fade away
I am the last Indian
looking for the place the buffalo roam
In and everything after
man them buffalo aint never home
In August and after
man them buffalo never comin home