Luyện nghe bài hát Minutes To Memories

On a Greyhound thirty miles Jamestown
He saw the sun set on the line
Looked at the young man who was riding him
He I'm old, kind of worn out inside

I worked my life in the steel mills near Gary
My father before me, I helped this land
Now seventy-seven and with God as my
I earned every dollar that passed my hands

My family and are the best things I've known
Through the eye of the I'll carry them home

Rain hit the old dog in the twilight's gleaming
He said, "Son it sounds rattling old bones"
This highway is long but I know some are longer
By sun up tomorrow I guess be home

The hills of Kentucky cross the Ohio
The old man kept talking 'bout his and his times
He fell asleep with his head against the
He an honest man's pillow is his peace of mind

This world riches and riches will grow wings
And I take stock in those uncertain things

turn to minutes and minutes to memories
Life sweeps the dreams we have planned
You are young and you are the
Suck it up and it out, be the best you can

The old man had a vision, it was for me to follow
I do my way, pay an awfully high price
I think back on the old man and the bus ride
Now that I'm I can see he was right

Another hot one out on eleven
This is my life, what I've chosen to do
There's no rides and no one said it'd be easy
The old man told me this my son I'm it to you

turn to minutes and minutes to memories
Life sweep away the dreams we planned
You are young and you are the
it up and tough it out, be the best you can