Luyện nghe bài hát Cowboy Boots

And we drink and get
And of us even try to get sober
Now here's to the assholes and the calls
city kids, you get what you ask for

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

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

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

Hold on to what you were, forget you're not
The streets were that summer, at least those two blocks
Reminisce on days, I guess that's OK, you wonder why
Some grow up, on, close the chapter, live separate lives
The twenty-something confusion the suit and tie
Strangers become but those mistakes make you feel alive
is vibrant, reality: rarely lit
Memories to collage, paste to the glue that sticks
Good Lord, broke all my shields
Locked bathroom doors, graffiti, and heels
you felt that altitude you don't know how high feels
Party mountain, some don't ever come down around here
To be young again, I it's relative
The camera lights, the whiskey rise, sink the skin
I fantasize about a win
a mustache, pick up another bad habit and let the games begin

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

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

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

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