Luyện nghe bài hát Bronco

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

It was small town hopes
Why it there only heaven knows

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

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