Luyện nghe bài hát Old Dances

Your lips are darker before
and the bags under your eyes are than they were
and there's something about your skin
and nobody knows how you got home last

Your lips are than before
and the bags under your are blacker than they were
and there's something different about your
and nobody knows how you got last night

Your bones are making me weary and when you speak
I hear a word that you say

Your bones are making me weary and when you speak
I can't a word that you say
and nobody how you got home last night

And still no one knows how you got home night

If there were three old dances we could maybe
Three old that we could sing maybe
could be alright

But i keep trippin' up the steps and there are some words I forget
and the tunes are in my mind

And nobody how you got home last night
still knows how you got home

And my brain and my soul is aching
and i'm not if my heart can take it
And my brain hurts and my does ache and I
I have never this much pain
And my brain hurts and my sould does ache and I think my heart's to break

And nobody knows how you got home last
Still, no one how you got home last night