Luyện nghe bài hát November Tale

Come

Her arrived with its expression of her feeling
I swear I had no idea she'd been in concealing
Such a storm of unsaid
Though as it appears
Had blowing in her head
For twenty-seven
I knew I had to her so I grabbed my Davey Crocket
a scarf around my neck
And Dollars in my pocket
her in the same old place
Pamphlet in her
When she saw my windblown
She said well, at who it is

Meet me on the mad
the midnight bells are chiming
We'll dress up as the and the clown
Pile up all the wonders we've made
In a too tall for climbing
And we'll the damn thing down

In the great November lake she was older still
Her hair grey and longer it ever had been during
The days we an slept
In her bed of faded
In the place she kept
In a neighborhood
We walked a while
Like we old companions
But I could the gap between us
Yawning like a
She her church and code
Her extravagant
Me a of the road
A child of dust and

Meet me on the mad
When the bells are chiming
We'll dress up as the and the clown
Pile up all the wonders we've made
In a too tall for climbing
And we'll burn the thing down

She smoked a cigarette and smoke rings at the ceiling
Said if you're problem is long man
Why you try kneeling
Now your I see you're still a sinner in the mist
up your little will
Is in place of His
I said I've about sin
Down the wheels of ages
I books of lies
With a twisted pages
Then I her in the eye
And her clear and plane
If your was a lie
Then what remain

She said if God looked hard
And to loving hands to with
And there's nothing in my day that I ain't got the to deal with
I darling I confess
The same to me
And that's for all the
We agreed to

me on the mad parade
When the midnight bells are
We'll dress up as the and the clown
Pile up all the wonders we've made
In a tower too for climbing
And we'll burn the damn thing
Yes we'll burn the damn down