Luyện nghe bài hát That Old Gang of Mine

I've got a longing way down in my
For old gang that has drifted apart
They were the best that I ever had
I thought that I'd want them so bad
Gee but I'd the world to see
That old gang of
I can't forget that old that sang "Sweet Adeline"
Goodbye forever, old fellows and
Goodbye forever, old sweethearts and
(God them)
Gee but I'd the world to see
That old of mine
Gee but I'd the world to see
old gang of mine
I can't forget old quartette that sang "Sweet Adeline"
forever, old fellows and gals
Goodbye forever, old sweethearts and
(God them)
Gee but I'd the world to see
old gang of mine
Last night I to that old neighborhood
on that corner I silently stood
I so blue as the crowds hurried by
knew how I wanted to cry
Gee but I'd give the to see
old gang of mine
I can't that old quartette that sang "Sweet Adeline"
forever, old fellows and gals
Goodbye forever, old and pals
(God them)
Gee but I'd give the to see
That old gang of

Last night 'neath a street lamp I silently
On the corner back in that old neighborhood
As I gazed at the houses, by the years
In my throat came a lump and my eyes filled with
I looked at the lamppost, the pump and the
And again I could picture us in a group
There was Shorty, and and Skinny and Mike
And the rich kid who had ball skates and a bike
And near the school I could see the brick wall
Where we to go for a game of handball
And the crabby old janitor who chased us
Say, I wouldn't give to just see him today!

And came the parties and dances-- that's why
We didn't notice the years by
And the thing we knew we were all twenty-one
But the Gang stuck together in a or in fun
-And then came the War- the in the street
-The of the Bugle- the tramp of the feet
And the gang, that old gang of
Was the first gang that hit the Von line.

But the war is all over and night as I stood
On the same back in that old neighborhood
I couldn't help brushing a from my eye
For I knew not a face in the crowds that by
forever are the pals that I love
There isn't a trace or a
Of regular honest to goodness old bunch
I call that old gang of mine