Luyện nghe bài hát Good Ol' Days

Up in the bar all smoking
While we were drinking Irish whiskey from the jar
Talkin' 'bout them 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
Tell a sad story, yea it from the start
me on the pain that you made into art
Yea, piercin' through my skin like a dart
When someone's on the strings and they're spittin' things,
Everybody's movin' vibes when the other sings
gon' kill you with their passion and their soul
When the first verse drops, you'll be fightin' back the and all
While another man's crying in his and all
While his sayin' cheers to it all
no shame in the game, just the way we were raised
For all we about better days, better days

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

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

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

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

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

The ol' days, yeah
The ol' days