Luyện nghe bài hát Bronco

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

It was two tone tar blue and white
kinwood speakers tuned just right
Crazy how a car makes a out of a kid
It was sun ready, hardtop heavy,
Shotgun primed.
some teenage no fear,
Half bald good that still turned on a dime

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

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

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

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

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

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

It was small town high
Why it there only heaven knows

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

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