Luyện nghe bài hát Bright College Days

Thank you, for my first encore I'd like to turn to a type of song that people like myself find ourselves subjected to with increasing frequency as time goes on, and that is the alma mate
U'll find yourself at a reunion of grads, and old undergrads, and eh... somebody will start proking out one of these and everyone will gradually join in. each in his own key, of course. u
The place is just soggy with nostalgia. well, a typical such might be called bright college days, and might go like this.

college days, oh, carefree days that fly,
To thee we sing our glasses raised on high.
Let's drink a toast as of us recalls
professors in ivy-covered halls.

on the spigot,
Pour the beer and it,
And igit-ur.

to parties we tossed,
To the that we lost,
We shall that we won them some day.

To the young and sweet,
To the spacious back
Of our roommate's up chevrolet.

To the and benzedrine,
To the way that the
Tried so hard to be with us all.

To we fibbed,
To the papers we
From the who lived down the hall.

To the tables down at Morey's (wherever may be)
Let us drink a toast to all we the best.
We sleep through all the lectures,
And on the exams,
And we'll pass, and be forgotten the rest.

Oh, soon we'll be out amid the cold strife.
Soon we'll be sliding down the blade of life.

But as we go our sep'rate ways,
We shall ne'er forget thee, thou golden days.

full of youth,
Hearts of truth,
Six parts gin to one vermouth.