Luyện nghe bài hát August & Everything After

They're wakin' up 'cause everybody else has got someplace to go
She makes a little with her head. rolls over
And says she's gonna for a couple minutes more
I said I'm sorry to for all the cold hearted things that I
done
I said I'm sorry by now at once to just about everyone
She says, I've what I'm supposed to do today
And it slips my mind I'm supposed to say
I'm getting older and older and
And always a 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 little than you
expected
Well I stumbled washington square just as the sun began to rise
And I walked the lawn to the cathedral
And lay down in the shadow of st. 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 like me
And I want damn thing I can see.
You one day you're daddy's little angel,
The day you're everything he wanted you to be
dress you up in white satin
And they give you your very own of wings
In august and everything after, I'm everything.
I lalalalalalalalalala
Well I got my
and I got my seven-million home
And I got the number of some girl in New York
always wide awake
so I never have to spend the night
I got this nasty little
of down the shirts of all the little girls
as pass me by
And I when it all catches up to me
and I finally down now
Did you I was gonna cry?
Well I already got my
So take your fuckin filthy off of me
I hope you dont expect me to be crucified
The best they can do
is just hang me the nearest tree
Cause its in San Francisco
and Im waiting for Jesus on my knees
In August and after
I want else to bleed for me
I lalalalalalalalala...
down from North Dakota
Cause I had confidence in the mind
And now everyone I is turning showgirl
and dancing their shirt off
in some Las Vegas hotel
So Im to New York City
Cause it got a sleazy here for me
I'm gonna find myself
You know I'm never coming
You make the changes the changes that you
But I no longer know how to
I in dog town and its a Dalmatian parade
And I my spots over and over
but they never to fade away
I am the last Indian
looking for the place the buffalo roam
In and everything after
man them buffalo aint never home
In August and after
man buffalo aint never comin home