Luyện nghe bài hát False Echos

by jon l]
False
By: buffett

The skies over cuba turned pink with the
And the waterfront ritual began to
All the ships in the were warmed by the sun
of november, 1921

On the old chicamauga the signal flew
And the message they out caused a great bally hoo
Every in havana then hoisted away
All the pennants were 'a flyin' on my dad's birthday

echoes call out from his past
Time ain't for no time's not for that
Chasing false like a lost legionnaire
He waltzes on memories while he fades a flare

Now his storybook childhood was not believe
On the decks of a ship he was taught to achieve
storms and starvation natural wonders and force
Oh the life of a sailor a wanderin' course

Enduring echoes call out from his
Time ain't for no time's not for that
Chasing false echoes like a legionnaire
He on memories while he fades like a flare

Well now throws us curve balls we never can reach
He up the ocean but he lived by the beach
Where he raised up his family taught us all to
Then the wind went in 1995

[whistle/violin

Now the old chicamauga has by the ways
She on the bottom of old mobile bay
Where the of his father and his brother are near
They protect him and him there's nothin' to fear
it's family tradition we take to the sea
And it's a in the future for cameron and me

Enduring echoes out from his past
ain't for saving no time's not for that
Chasing false like a lost legionnaire
He waltzes on memories while he like a flare

The skies over cuba were by the sun
of november 1921