Luyện nghe bài hát Memory Is A Strange Thing

words and music: Steven
There was always that old man a little boy
You go near his house or even close
And you passed his house you went across to the side
He would sit on his porch and himself cry
Then 15 years later you found out he died
Then you went back home, and you crossed on his

And oh memory is a strange thing
It's like a distant passed world that we'll never remember but
never
And oh darlin memory is a strange
No matter how much we want to erase, to it we'll always
Do you your first love?
I do?at the time I she was perfect but oh man how I was wrong
If I could just then, what I do know now
I would turn in all my jersies and I gracefully back out
There are lots of little things that we don't and we don't know
why but we don't regret all the little things that we've
done aside from them life'd be no fun
Now as a little boy, everything me happy
It could just be as simple as playin in a ditch or one of homemade

I could dress up as some superhero, or some legendary to take my
mind off at hand?but now I can't