Luyện nghe bài hát The End Of The Summer Days

(D. Vaughn, M. Clayton, B. St.James)
There's an old pair of dangling from a wire
And my old rusty engine is in need of brand new tires
And my front steps, the last of the weekend vettes goes blasting by
be nothing so cold as this beach in the winter time

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