Luyện nghe bài hát Cowboy Boots

And we and get older
And some of us even try to get
Now to the assholes and the last calls
Well kids, you get what you ask for

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

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

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

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

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 slow when you're drinking PBR

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

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

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

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