Luyện nghe bài hát St. Augustine

Well you tell me you me and I'm alright
as that like the tail of a kite
And the old well they're spoiling for a fight
On the of St. Augustine

Well the sun was in a bad mood in the cold sky
It was having a on the look of surprise
Me I'm walking the like a poet or a spy
On the streets of St.

California shimmers and chase you someday
To the of Youth by the edge of the bay
But for now I just to carry you away
To the of St. Augustine

they burned down the town in the name of a king
Divided it up for and rings
Now they're telling the singers there's no place to
On the streets of St.

And Fred he's down from Nova Scotia again
He's sailing the seas on the palm of the
And he's off to Cuba to that Canadian
From the of St. Augustine

And you can run from the pocket of a comfortable
Put your soul in a suitcase and the land
And count yourself lucky if you stand
On the streets of St.

Well you tell me you me and I'm alright
Simple as that the tail of a kite
I close my eyes and we're walking
On the of St. Augustine