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 from my steps, the last of the weekend vettes goes blasting by
Won't be nothing so as this beach in the winter time

Sun's been down since you've been gone, and I don't 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 summer days, end of the summer
I can still hear you laugh, with hair blowing back in my car
I can still feel your curves, when we danced in that bar
And I can still taste your lips from 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 coming to me
There's a warm that's blowing as the shadows go tumbling by
And it's picking up sand, and that must be in my eye
(chorus 2x...)
End of the days, oooh