Luyện nghe bài hát August & Everything After

They're up maria 'cause everybody else has got someplace to go
She makes a little motion with her head. over
And she's gonna sleep for a couple minutes more
I said I'm sorry to maria for all the hearted things that I
done
I said I'm sorry by now at least once to just everyone
She says, I've forgotten what I'm to do today
And it my mind what I'm supposed to say
I'm getting older and and older
And a little further out of the way
You look her eyes and it's more than your heart will allow
In and everything after, you get a little less than you
expected
I stumbled into washington square just as the sun began to rise
And I walked across the lawn to the
And lay down in the of st. Marys in the sky
I'm just one of these model children waiting for the king
But there ain't no sign of in san fransisco
It's just me, and I'm playing this rock and roll
She wants to be just me
And I want every damn I can see.
You know one day daddy's little angel,
The next day you're he wanted you to be
They you up in white satin
And they give you your own pair of wings
In august and after, I'm after everything.
I said
Well I got my
and I got my seven-million home
And I got the number of some in New York City
whos always wide
so I never have to spend the alone
I got this little habit
of peekin the shirts of all the little girls
as they me by
And I wonder it all catches up to me
and I break down now
Did you think I was cry?
Well I got my disease
So your fuckin filthy hands off of me
Well I hope you dont expect me to be
The best they can do
is just hang me from the tree
Cause its in San Francisco
and Im here for Jesus on my knees
In August and everything
I want somebody else to for me
I lalalalalalalalala...
down from North Dakota
Cause I had in the military mind
And now everyone I is turning showgirl
and dancing their shirt off
in some Las hotel line
So Im going to New York
Cause it got a little sleazy for me
I'm gonna myself alone
You know I'm never home
You make the changes the that you need
But I no longer know how to
I in dog town and its a Dalmatian parade
And I change my spots and over
but they never seem to away
I am the last Indian
looking for the where the buffalo roam
In August and everything
man them buffalo aint never home
In August and after
man them aint never comin home