Luyện nghe bài hát Good Ol' Days

Up in the bar all smoking
we were drinking Irish whiskey straight from the jar
Talkin' them better days are not that far
Whoever's coming back to mine you bring the guitar
You play a sad song, yea it from the heart
a sad story, yea tell it from the start
Pass me on the pain that you made art
Yea, through my skin like a heroin dart
When strummin' on the strings and they're spittin' things,
Everybody's movin' groovin' vibes when the other
They gon' kill you with their passion and their
When the verse drops, you'll be fightin' back the tears and all
While another crying in his beers and all
While his woman's sayin' to it all
Ain't no shame in the game, just the way we raised
For all we about better days, better days

Oh, remember this night when we're old and gray
Cause in the future will be the good ol' days
Oh and arm in arm as we sing away
In the future this be the good ol' days

Ten o'clock and off, what started as a pub crawl
Now we're all
Better live it out tonight, tomorrow's cost
So get up on that piano boy and your ass off
You're playing real good, everybody along
If your bang is out of beat, move along
Play us somethin' real we can our hopes on
Sing a rebel and watch us march along
Won't you come along? (Oh, these are hard)
Yeah, meet Jenny, meet Pete, Mary, meet Keith
They're buskin' on the seven days a week
Pay a pound, pay a penny, it full or leave it empty
They play, you listen, that's
two am now, we're dancing in the rain and uh
Hanging out of each like the pain is gone
These are my people, these are my
And I'm never too proud to about

Oh, we'll remember this night when we're old and
Cause in the future these be the good ol' days
Oh and arm in arm as we sing away
In the future these will be the ol' days
The ol', the good ol' days [x8]

Oh I got the whole place singin' yea, this song
Even the old man there with the hat on
Singin' ooh ooh, come on sing it it, ooh ooh
I got the whole place singin' yea, this song
Even the over there with the red dress on
ooh ooh, she singin', ooh ooh
Oh, I got the whole bar drinkin' yea, these tunes
And the guys over with the big tattoos
Are ooh ooh, drinkin' and singin', ooh ooh
The emo with the college degrees
And the tag along friends with the fake
ooh ooh

Oh and arm in arm as we sing away
In the future these will be the good ol'
The good ol', the ol' days [x8]

The good ol' days,
The ol' days