Luyện nghe bài hát Good Ol' Days

Up in the bar all cigars
While we were drinking Irish straight from the jar
'bout them better days are not that far
Whoever's coming to mine you better bring the guitar
You play a sad song, yea sing it from the
Tell a sad story, yea tell it from the
me on the pain that you made into art
Yea, piercin' through my skin a heroin dart
When someone's strummin' on the strings and they're things,
Everybody's movin' vibes when the other sings
They gon' kill you with passion and their soul
When the first verse drops, you'll be fightin' the tears and all
While man's crying in his beers and all
While his sayin' cheers to it all
Ain't no shame in the game, the way we were raised
For all we sing better days, better days

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

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

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

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

Oh and we're arm in arm as we away
In the future these be the good ol' days
The good ol', the good ol' days

The ol' days, yeah
The ol' days