Luyện nghe bài hát Cannonball Days

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

so fine, fine as a girl
Slow like an wine
Hair all a mess, all disheveled
And all of roses have died

Better luck in the life
you're gonna need it dear
Loved you back then but I say when
All of your have died
All of your have died

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

A west Jersey queen a rattle machine
Tasted the salt through your
Loved you then but I couldn't say when
All of roses have died

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

Bask in the down on Christopher Street
Bought you a from a bum
Left you a note I stuffed in your coat
You and you said, it was dumb

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

Better luck in the life
miss you but go on goodbye
I feel like a straight from his cannonball
When all of your were mine
When all of roses were mine