Luyện nghe bài hát Drowse

It's the sad eyed
moments I remember
It's the bleak street, week kneed I recall
It's the mistier mists the hazier
The sun and the easier lays
There's all the more reason for laughing and
When younger and life isn't to hard at all

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

Out here on the we'd gather and meet
And up the sidewalk
With restless feet
Half on the time broaden our minds
More in the hall
Than we did in the school
With the town chewing gum bums
Watching the night the lights and the fun

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

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