Luyện nghe bài hát My Old Cars

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

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

I drive by that junkyard, the times you broke my heart
a jackleg with a socket wrench
Drinkin' beer and yankin'
I can count these broken bones, cause broken will heal
But I stand to count the times you said I love you,
no big deal

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

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

My old cars, they me still
I droven every one of 'em over the edge
It's a wonder I killed
My old cars, rise up from the
I wish to hell and back was far
to outrun, memory

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