Luyện nghe bài hát False Echos

by jon l]
False
By: buffett

The skies over cuba turned with the light
And the waterfront ritual began to
All the ships in the harbor were by the sun
Twenty-fifth of november,

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

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

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

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

now life throws us curve balls we never can reach
He gave up the ocean but he by the beach
he raised up his family taught us all to survive
Then the went away in 1995

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

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

The over cuba were warmed by the sun
Twenty-fifth of 1921