Luyện nghe bài hát Golden Years

(Verse 1)
Sunday afternoon in a booth
My son was squirming in his chair
My daughter had mashed potatoes in her
When a sweet old man wrinkled hands
Said, "What babies you have,
Just had to over and tell you that
These right are the golden years

(Chorus)
The first steps when they stumble, first words that they
First ball that they fumble, and they try to hide the
Her Cinderella palace, the he learns to balance
a look around, yeah, right now are the golden years

(Verse 2)
He said, "You're blink, and he'll be seventeen
He'll have a hot date, borrow your keys
He'll be growing one of crazy goatees
And daddy's little girl, pretty blonde curls
Will be mascara and talkin' on the phone
And all the boys won't leave her alone
And look back here, these golden years

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(Bridge)
So take too many and don't forget to laugh
Right now you don't know it but someday you'll back at the

(Repeat Chorus)