Luyện nghe bài hát August & Everything After

They're wakin' up maria 'cause everybody has got someplace to go
She a little motion with her head. rolls over
And says she's gonna sleep for a couple more
I I'm sorry to maria for all the cold hearted things that I
have
I said I'm sorry by now at least once to about everyone
She says, forgotten what I'm supposed to do today
And it slips my what I'm supposed to say
I'm getting older and older and
And always a little out of the way
You into her eyes and it's more than your heart will allow
In august and everything after, you get a little than you
expected
Well I stumbled into washington just as the sun began to rise
And I walked the lawn to the cathedral
And lay in the shadow of st. Marys in the sky
I'm just one of these late children waiting for the king
But there no sign of elvis in san fransisco
just me, and I'm playing this rock and roll thing
She wants to be just me
And I want every thing I can see.
You know one day you're daddy's angel,
The next day everything he wanted you to be
They you up in white satin
And they give you your very own pair of
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
whos always awake
so I never to spend the night alone
I got this nasty habit
of down the shirts of all the little girls
as they me by
And I wonder it all catches up to me
and I finally down now
Did you think I was gonna
Well I already got my
So take your filthy hands off of me
I hope you dont expect me to be crucified
The best they can do
is hang me from the nearest tree
Cause its midnight in San
and Im waiting here for Jesus on my
In August and everything
I somebody else to bleed for me
I lalalalalalalalala...
Came down North Dakota
Cause I had confidence in the military
And now I know is turning showgirl
and with their shirt off
in some Las Vegas line
So Im going to New York
Cause it got a little sleazy for me
I'm gonna find alone
You know I'm never home
You make the the changes that you need
But I no know how to pray
I in dog town and its a Dalmatian parade
And I my spots over and over
but never seem to fade away
I am the last Indian
looking for the where the buffalo roam
In August and after
man buffalo aint never comin home
In August and everything
man them buffalo aint never home