Luyện nghe bài hát Cannonball Days

What's come to stay the cannonball days
But a and some clothes on the line
You fired away with your brigade
In the streets of New as a child

Woman so fine, fine as a
Slow like an Italian
Hair all a mess, dress all
And all of your roses died

luck in the next life
'Cause you're need it dear
Loved you back but I couldn't say when
All of your roses have
All of your have died

I tasted lips, put my hands on your hips
Danced in A-9
Your cats on the and my head to your breast
your rhythms divine

A Jersey queen with a rattle machine
Tasted the salt through skin
Loved you back then but I say when
All of your roses have

Better luck in the next
Give them hell and goodbye
Loved you back but I couldn't say when
All of your roses have
All of your have died

Bask in the heat on Christopher Street
Bought you a rose a bum
Left you a note I stuffed in your coat
You laughed and you said, it was

Broke a stem and I guess you're with him
I'm sure that he treats you just
So bottoms up cheers baby, to your tears
All of your have died

Better in the next life
I'll you but go on goodbye
I feel like a straight his cannonball days
all of your roses were mine
When all of your were mine