Luyện nghe bài hát My Old Cars

Everyone I ever owned, the one I'm driving now
Been stripped down to the bare bone at Salvage Yard
There's a Mustang and a GTO, bloody seats, and caved in sent outta town
a scar on my forehead, for every busted windshield

My old cars, haunt me still
Cuase I droven every one of 'em over the
a wonder I wasn't killed
My old cars, rise up from the
I wish to hell and back was far
to outrun, memory

I drive by that junkyard, count the you broke my heart
Watchin' a jackleg with a wrench
Drinkin' and yankin' parts
I can count these broken bones, cause broken bone will
But I can't stand to count the you said I love you,
no big deal

My old cars, they me still
Cuase I droven one of 'em over the edge
It's a wonder I wasn't
My old cars, rise up the wheel
I wish to hell and was far enough
to outrun, your

week I bought a 442, black as ace of spades
I sold my half of grandpa's land, bes he's is his grave
My friends say get over you,
but my friends they dont know
Gonna take her out on a 41, see how she can go

My old cars, they haunt me
I droven every one of 'em over the edge
It's a I wasn't killed
My old cars, up from the wheel
I wish to hell and back was far
to outrun, memory

I wish to hell and back was far
to outrun, memory