Luyện nghe bài hát The End Of The Summer Days

(D. Vaughn, M. Clayton, B. St.James)
There's an old pair of sneakers dangling from a
And my old rusty is in need of some brand new tires
And my front steps, the last of the weekend vettes goes blasting by
Won't be nothing so cold as this in the winter time

Sun's been down since been gone, and I don't know why or for how long
The same old played
I've been trying to move along, but I on singing the same old song
The end of the summer days, end of the summer
I can still hear you laugh, your hair blowing back in my car
I can still feel your curves, when we danced in that bar
And I can still your lips from that one last stolen kiss
By the
Won't be nothing so cold as this in the winter time
(chorus)
(Solo)
One day you just a change and slipped away
it was never meant to be
Now the sound of footsteps makes me hope and you're coming back to me
There's a warm breeze blowing as the shadows go tumbling by
And it's picking up sand, and that be what's in my eye
(chorus 2x...)
End of the days, oooh