Luyện nghe bài hát Bronco

Takes a summer time in at minimum wage
To buy some steel when you come of age and
more to get it running and shinning like you did

It was two tone tar heel blue and
Couple kinwood speakers tuned right
Crazy how a car makes a out of a kid
It was sun down ready, heavy,
girlfriend primed.
Just teenage no fear,
Half bald good years that still turned on a

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

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

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

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

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

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

It was small high hopes
Why it ended there only knows

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

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