Luyện nghe bài hát Good Old Bad Times

I was on the
an old friend back home
Talkin' shit and
we used to

Man, how do you your rent
With crooked government?
And y'all been up to
high school?

I that Davy joined the Navy
Little Joe is on wife three
I'm just wondering in
God's name to those

Good old bad
with tan lines
Young and wild and
Lord, sound so good to me

Well, I we all grow up
a way to fill the cup
Struggle like so did before us

Some it to the city
stay in their hometowns
Some alone like Buddha
In the

How can somebody a future?
If ain't got a foothold in the past?
Maybe I'm just
Old-fashioned sucker for

old bad times
Young and sad
as broke could be
Lord, so good to me

I get so lost
In the of my mind
How ways
Can you all your yesterdays?

old bad times,
Girls tan lines
On MTV
Lord, so good to me

Sometimes I think about that
Who ran from home
I start to if
She made it

You think you can tell
How somebody might out
But the truth is that
Much complicated

Remember that old punk who the guitar?
I heard that a millionaire
I saw him on the TV in big-time concert
singing...

Good old bad
Girls with tan
Young and wild and

old bad times
Drinking
On MTV
Lord, sounds to me