Luyện nghe bài hát My Old Cars

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

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

I drive by junkyard, count the times you broke my heart
Watchin' a with a socket wrench
beer and yankin' parts
I can count these broken bones, broken bone will heal
But I can't stand to the times you said I love you,
aint no big

My old cars, they haunt me
Cuase I every one of 'em over the edge
It's a wonder I killed
My old cars, rise up the wheel
I to hell and back was far enough
to outrun, memory

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

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

I to hell and back was far enough
to outrun, your