Luyện nghe bài hát Cowboy Boots

And we drink and get
And some of us try to get sober
Now here's to the and the last calls
Well city kids, you get you ask for

And turn to friends, I hope those friends they remember me
Hold the night for ransom as we the memories
Not sure there is a way to express what you to me
Sit around a table and use those as the centerpiece

of the city on Capitol Hill
Where I if what I'm seeing here is real
boots doing lines at the bar
Where the time slow when you're drinking PBR

of the city on Capitol Hill
Where I question if I'm seeing here is real
Cowboy boots doing at the bar
Where the time goes slow when you're PBR

Hold on to what you were, what you're not
The streets were ours summer, at least those two blocks
Reminisce on days, I guess that's OK, you wonder why
Some grow up, move on, the chapter, live separate lives
The confusion before the suit and tie
Strangers become mistakes but those mistakes make you feel
Hindsight is vibrant, rarely lit
Memories to collage, to the glue that barely sticks
Good Lord, they broke all my
Locked bathroom doors, graffiti, and high
Until you felt that you don't know how high feels
Party mountain, some don't ever down from around here
To be again, I guess it's relative
The camera lights, the whiskey rise, into the skin
I fantasize a second win
Grow a mustache, up another bad habit and let the games begin

Sounds of the city on Hill
Where I question if what I'm seeing is real
Cowboy boots lines at the bar
Where the time goes slow you're drinking PBR

Sounds of the on Capitol Hill
Where I question if what I'm here is real
Cowboy boots lines at the bar
Where the goes slow when you're drinking PBR

So here's to the nights, dancing with the
Strangers into girlfriends from a one stand
Brought a little liquor and turn up the Johnny
You could a receipt to Heaven but you cannot take it back
And this is life, this is real, even when it feels like it
I'd be a liar to say at times I didn't miss it
So deuces, I turn my back as I walk the distance
Dip my feet in every once in a while, just to say I
And we hold onto nights
Trying to find out way home by the light
Over time we figure out is me, right
a lot about your friends right around two A.M

And acquaintances to friends, I hope those friends they remember me
Hold the for ransom as we kidnap the memories
Not there is a way to express what you meant to me
Sit around a table and use those ears as the

of the city on Capitol Hill
Where I question if what I'm seeing is real
Cowboy boots lines at the bar
Where the time goes slow you're drinking PBR