Luyện nghe bài hát Good Ol' Days

Oh some times I think to when I was younger
Life was so much simpler
Dad would be up at
be watering the lawn
Or maybe going again

Oh and mom be fixing up something in the kitchen
Fresh biscuits or hot pie
And I'd all day long in the basement
Torturing rats a hack-saw
And pulling the wings off of

The years go by but the memories stay me
And he'll lose that hold
never change his ways
The good times won't old
These are the good old days, the old days

I can still good old Mr. Fender
Who ran the grocery store
Oh, he'd strolled down the aisle a big friendly smile
And he'd say "Howdy" when you walked in the

The years go by but the memories stay me
And never lose that hold
never change his ways
The good times grow old
These are the good old days, the good old
These are the old days, the good old days

treated me nice, gave me kindly advice
I don't know why I set fire to his
Oh I'll never forget the day I in his head
you should've seen the look on his face

Then I her to a chair and I shaved off all her hair
And I left her in the all alone
Well sometimes in my
I can still the screams

The years go by but the memories stay me
And he'll never lose hold
He'll change his ways
The good times won't old
These are the good old days, the good old
These are the good old days, the good old

The go by but the memories stay with me
And he'll never lose that
He'll never his ways
The good times grow old
These are the good old days, the good old
These are the good old days, the old days

Oh some times I think to when I was younger
was so much simpler then