Luyện nghe bài hát American Tune

A traveling quietly conceals himself
With a magazine and a sleepless
the crest of the mountains the moon
Begins its

And he wakes to find he's in rolling land

The farmer sleeps against his
He wonders what life must be
A trailways bus is heading into
Washington, D.C.

A and child, the baby maybe two
old
Prepare themselves for and feeding
The shadow of the dome
Slides across his
And his heart is with the urge to

The father as stone
A resting with his flock
The trailways bus is turning
via Little Rock

Oh my darling Sal
The desert moon is my
I've no money to come
But I know soon be here

We pull downtown Dallas by the
of the grassy knoll
Where the leader fell and a town was
Away from the feel and of life for so many years
He hears music playing and Spanish

The border patrol outside of Tucson the bus
Any aliens here you better check us
How about you son you you've got
Spanish
Do you inglese? Am I understood

Yes I am an alien from
I come to earth from space
And if I my whole life
You guys would be on my case
You guys would still be on my

But he can't his fears behind
He recalls each thrust
The screams are by the wind
Phantom figures in the
figures in the dust
Phantom figures in the