Luyện nghe bài hát August & Everything After

They're wakin' up 'cause everybody else has got someplace to go
She makes a little motion her head. rolls over
And she's gonna sleep for a couple minutes more
I I'm sorry to maria for all the cold hearted things that I
done
I said I'm sorry by now at least once to just about
She says, I've what I'm supposed to do today
And it slips my what I'm supposed to say
I'm older and older and older
And always a little out of the way
You look into her eyes and more than your heart will allow
In august and everything after, you get a little less you
somehow
Well I stumbled into washington square just as the sun to rise
And I walked across the lawn to the
And lay down in the of st. Marys in the sky
I'm just one of these late children waiting for the king
But there ain't no sign of in san fransisco
It's just me, and I'm playing this rock and thing
She wants to be just me
And I want every thing I can see.
You one day you're daddy's little angel,
The next day everything he wanted you to be
dress you up in white satin
And they give you your very own pair of
In and everything after, I'm after everything.
I said
I got my reservations
and I got my seven-million home
And I got the number of some girl in New City
whos always awake
so I never have to the night alone
I got this little habit
of peekin down the of all the little girls
as they me by
And I wonder when it all up to me
and I finally break now
Did you think I was cry?
Well I already got my
So take your fuckin filthy off of me
Well I hope you dont expect me to be
The best they can do
is just hang me from the tree
Cause its midnight in San
and Im waiting here for Jesus on my
In and everything after
I want somebody else to for me
I lalalalalalalalala...
Came down from Dakota
I had confidence in the military mind
And now everyone I is turning showgirl
and dancing their shirt off
in Las Vegas hotel line
So Im going to New York
Cause it got a little sleazy for me
I'm gonna myself alone
You I'm never coming home
You make the changes the that you need
But I no know how to pray
I in dog town and its a Dalmatian parade
And I my spots over and over
but they seem to fade away
I am the last remaining
for the place where the buffalo roam
In August and everything
man them buffalo never comin home
In and everything after
man them buffalo aint never comin