Luyện nghe bài hát Good Old Days

Roger Creager, John

I've heard stories the 1950's.
music all the way to the 60's.
Everybody says it ain't gonna be the same.

But way South the music got the mojo.
all homegrown.
You hear it on the radio.
Call it you want but to me it's the good old days.

God knows I can't stop up the blacktop
Chug a cup of coffee from the at the truck stop.
Our blood starts
we're out on a three-day run.
Johnny's got his hanging out the trunk.
on the floorboard, I
Think he's still drunk; long ahead, but already having fun.

Chorus: Living in the Good Old days
While they're going on us
Thinking we've got it
When the has found us.
Ain't no need to track I don't want to look back.
Now really got it made.
Think I'll just stay right in the good old days.

I know all a hard day's labor.
This ain't
It's picking out a flavor at the ice cream shop,
The brunette or the redhead. I'm singing on the local motion. I ain't getting rich
But I'm down by the ocean doing I want
And now it's the good old days.

When we get old we're gonna about the good times;
Fat and happy, spreading rumors the grapevines. With any luck, we'll still be up to our old ways.
But, we're living where the music got the mojo.
I know one day you're hear it on the radio.
Call it you want
But to me the good old days.