Luyện nghe bài hát August & Everything After

They're wakin' up maria 'cause everybody else has got to go
She makes a little with her head. rolls over
And says gonna sleep for a couple minutes more
I said I'm sorry to maria for all the cold things that I
done
I said I'm sorry by now at least to just about everyone
She says, I've forgotten I'm supposed to do today
And it my mind what I'm supposed to say
I'm older and older and older
And always a little out of the way
You look her eyes and it's more than your heart will allow
In august and everything after, you get a little less you
somehow
Well I stumbled into washington square as the sun began to rise
And I walked across the lawn to the
And lay down in the shadow of st. in the sky
I'm just one of these late children waiting for the king
But there ain't no sign of elvis in san
It's just me, and I'm playing this rock and roll
She wants to be like me
And I every damn thing I can see.
You know one day you're little angel,
The next day you're everything he you to be
They you up in white satin
And they you your very own pair of wings
In august and after, I'm after everything.
I lalalalalalalalalala
I got my reservations
and I got my dollar home
And I got the number of some girl in New City
always wide awake
so I never have to the night alone
I got nasty little habit
of peekin down the shirts of all the girls
as they me by
And I when it all catches up to me
and I break down now
Did you think I was cry?
Well I already got my
So take your fuckin filthy off of me
Well I hope you expect me to be crucified
The that they can do
is just me from the nearest tree
Cause its in San Francisco
and Im waiting for Jesus on my knees
In August and after
I want somebody else to for me
I lalalalalalalalala...
Came down from North
I had confidence in the military mind
And now everyone I know is turning
and dancing their shirt off
in some Las Vegas line
So Im going to New York
it got a little sleazy here for me
I'm gonna find myself
You know I'm never home
You make the changes the that you need
But I no longer how to pray
I live in dog town and its a parade
And I change my over and over
but they never to fade away
I am the last Indian
for the place where the buffalo roam
In and everything after
man them aint never comin home
In and everything after
man them aint never comin home