Luyện nghe bài hát November Tale

Come

Her communique arrived with its of her feeling
I swear I had no idea she'd been holding in
a storm of words unsaid
Though absurd as it
Had been blowing in her
For years
I knew I had to her so I grabbed my Davey Crocket
Threw a scarf my neck
And twenty Dollars in my
Found her in the same old
Pamphlet in her
When she saw my windblown
She well, look at who it is

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

In the great November lake she was still alluring
Her hair grey and than it ever had been during
The days we an slept
In her bed of wood
In the little she kept
In a neighborhood
We along a while
Like we were old
But I could feel the gap us
Yawning a canian
She with her church and
Her believes
Me a of the road
A child of dust and

Meet me on the mad
the midnight bells are chiming
We'll dress up as the harlequin and the
Pile up all the wonders that made
In a too tall for climbing
And we'll burn the damn 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
Setting up your little
Is in place of His
I said I've about sin
Down the wheels of ages
I cracked of lies
With a thousand twisted
Then I her in the eye
And her clear and plane
If your was a lie
Then would remain

She if God looked beaten hard
And to loving to heal with
And there's nothing in my day that I got the strength to deal with
I said darling I
The same to me
And for all the rest
We to disagree

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