Luyện nghe bài hát Bronco

Takes a summer time in dollars at minimum
To buy Pittsburg steel when you come of age and
Even more to get it and shinning like you did

It was two tar heel blue and white
Couple kinwood tuned just right
Crazy how a car a king out of a kid
It was sun down ready, heavy,
Shotgun primed.
some teenage no fear,
Half bald good years still turned on a dime

It was freedom pulling you down that backroad
It was our time flying and a hell of a ride in that

Momma still flowers out by your grave
pulls against Ford in Sunday's race
And Leah has a hard thinking she's older than you
And me I see you backing out in reverse
The headlights bright behind hurst
If I only could fix things like someone I knew

I wouldn't be sitting mangled full of county junk yard pain
All busted rusted out here cussing crying out your

It was freedom calling pulling you down that
It was our time flying and a hell of a ride in that

It was a hell of a
It was a hell of a

It was freedom calling pulling you down that
It was our time and a hell of a ride

It was town high hopes
Why it ended there only knows

A a hero and a hell of a ride in that bronco

It was a hell of a
Takes a lifetime of on bend and knee
To try to to peace with your memory