Luyện nghe bài hát False Echos

by jon l]
False
By: buffett

The skies over cuba turned pink with the
And the ritual began to ignite
All the ships in the harbor warmed by the sun
Twenty-fifth of november,

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

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

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

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

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

[whistle/violin

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

Enduring echoes call out his past
Time ain't for saving no not for that
Chasing false echoes like a lost
He on memories while he fades like a flare

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