Luyện nghe bài hát Good Old Days

Oh, some I think back to when I was younger
Life was so simpler then
Dad be up at dawn
be watering the lawn
Or maybe going fishing

Oh, and mom would be fixing up something in the
Fresh or hot apple pie
And I'd all day long in the basement
Torturing with a hacksaw
And pulling the wings off of

Those the good old days
Those were the old days
The go by but the memory stays
And were the good old days

I can still remember old Mr. Fender
Who ran the corner grocery
Oh, he'd stroll down the with a big friendly smile
And he'd say, "Howdy", when you walked in the

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

Let me ya now
were the good old days
Those were the good old
The years go by but the memory
And were the good old days

Do you remember sweet
She was my high school
She was fun to talk to and to smell
So I took her to the homecoming

Then I her to a chair and I shaved off all her hair
And I left her in the all alone
Well in my dreams
I can still hear the
Oh, I wonder if she made it home

I ya
Those were the old days
were the good old days
The years go by but the stays
And those were the good old

Let me tell ya,
Those were the old days
Those were the old days
The years go by but the stays
And were the good old days