Luyện nghe bài hát Drowse

It's the sad eyed
Yesterday's I remember
It's the bleak street, kneed partings I recall
the mistier mists the hazier days
The brighter sun and the easier
There's all the more reason for and crying
When you're younger and isn't to hard at all

It's the drowse
Of the Sundays
That bored you to rages of
The pleadings
To all your good times
In of your middle-aged years
It's the hold all the things that you're told
For the everyday hero it all turns to
And there's all the more
For living or dying when young
And your are all very small

Out here on the street we'd and meet
And up the sidewalk
With endlessly feet
Half on the time broaden our minds
More in the hall
Than we did in the hall
With the down chewing gum bums
the night life the lights and the fun

Never wanted to be the boy next
Always thought I'd be something
But it ain't easy for a town boy
It ain't at all
Thinkin' it and doin' it wrong
It's easier from an arm
Waves of alternatives wash over my
Have my poached for breakfast I guess

I I'll be Clint Eastwood
Hendrix he was good
Let's try the Conqueror
Now who else do I