Luyện nghe bài hát August & Everything After

They're up maria 'cause everybody else has got someplace to go
She makes a little motion with her head. rolls
And says she's gonna sleep for a couple more
I said I'm to maria for all the cold hearted things that I
have
I said I'm sorry by now at least to just about everyone
She says, forgotten what I'm supposed to do today
And it my mind what I'm supposed to say
I'm getting and older and older
And always a little out of the way
You look into her and it's more than your heart will allow
In august and everything after, you get a little less you
expected
Well I stumbled into square just as the sun began to rise
And I walked the lawn to the cathedral
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
just me, and I'm playing this rock and roll thing
She wants to be like me
And I every damn thing I can see.
You one day you're daddy's little angel,
The day you're everything he wanted you to be
They dress you up in satin
And give you your very own pair of wings
In and everything after, I'm after everything.
I lalalalalalalalalala
I got my reservations
and I got my dollar home
And I got the number of girl in New York City
whos always awake
so I have to spend the night alone
I got this nasty habit
of peekin down the 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?
I already got my disease
So take your filthy hands off of me
I hope you dont expect me to be crucified
The best that can do
is just hang me from the tree
Cause its in San Francisco
and Im waiting here for on my knees
In August and everything
I want somebody else to for me
I lalalalalalalalala...
Came down from Dakota
Cause I had in the military mind
And now everyone I know is showgirl
and dancing with shirt off
in some Las Vegas hotel
So Im going to New York
Cause it got a little sleazy for me
I'm gonna find myself
You know I'm 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 never seem to fade
I am the last Indian
looking for the where the buffalo roam
In August and after
man them buffalo aint never comin
In August and after
man them buffalo never comin home