Luyện nghe bài hát All The Good Times Are Past And Gone

All the good are past and gone all the good times are past and gone
All the good times are past and gone what's left for a boy to do

I can still see my mama bend over ol' washpot
And it's so cold you could nearly freeze on the spot
My pa eatin' them and yellin' for more
And the kids makin' tracks mama's clean floor
But all them good times are past and gone now all the good are gone

you could look for miles down a winding railroad track
And see train a and hear one comin' back
And with a cloud of up over your head
It's something from a storybook that you once read
But all them times are past and gone now all the good times are gone
All the good are past and gone what's left for a poor boy to do

And go down on that river when the big make their run
And the canepoles so thick they block up the sun
Just that coffee boilin' in an old tin can
And hot grease poppin' in the fryin' pan
But all them good are past and gone now all them good times are gone
All the good are past and gone what's left for a poor boy to do