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 things and everyone will gradually in. each in his own key, of course. u
The place is just soggy with nostalgia. well, a such song might be called bright college days, and might go like this.

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

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

Here's to we tossed,
To the games we lost,
We shall that we won them some day.

To the girls and sweet,
To the back seat
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 genius who down the hall.

To the down at Morey's (wherever that 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 with the rest.

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

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

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