Luyện nghe bài hát August & Everything After

They're wakin' up maria 'cause else has got someplace to go
She makes a little motion her head. rolls over
And says gonna sleep for a couple minutes more
I said I'm sorry to maria for all the cold hearted things I
have
I I'm sorry by now at least once to just about everyone
She says, I've forgotten what I'm supposed to do
And it slips my mind I'm supposed to say
I'm getting and older and older
And a little further out of the way
You look into her eyes and it's more than your heart will
In august and everything after, you get a less than you
somehow
Well I stumbled into washington just as the sun began to rise
And I across the lawn to the cathedral
And lay down in the of st. Marys in the sky
I'm just one of these late model children for the king
But there ain't no sign of elvis in san
just me, and I'm playing this rock and roll thing
She wants to be just me
And I want every thing I can see.
You know one day you're little angel,
The next day you're he wanted you to be
They dress you up in white
And they give you your very own pair of
In and everything after, I'm after everything.
I said
Well I got my
and I got my dollar home
And I got the number of girl in New York City
whos always wide
so I have to spend the night alone
I got this nasty habit
of down the shirts of all the little girls
as pass me by
And I when it all catches up to me
and I break down now
Did you think I was gonna
Well I got my disease
So your fuckin filthy hands off of me
Well I you dont expect me to be crucified
The that they can do
is just hang me the nearest tree
its midnight in San Francisco
and Im waiting here for Jesus on my
In and everything after
I somebody else to bleed for me
I lalalalalalalalala...
Came down from Dakota
I had confidence in the military mind
And now everyone I know is showgirl
and dancing their shirt off
in some Las Vegas hotel
So Im going to New City
Cause it got a little sleazy for me
I'm find myself alone
You know I'm never home
You make the changes the changes you need
But I no know how to pray
I live in dog and its a Dalmatian parade
And I change my over and over
but never seem to fade away
I am the last Indian
looking for the place where the buffalo
In and everything after
man them buffalo aint comin home
In August and everything
man buffalo aint never comin home