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 of some brand new tires
And from my front steps, the last of the weekend 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 old record 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 days
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 lips from that one last stolen kiss
By the
Won't be nothing so cold as this beach in the time
(chorus)
(Solo)
One day you just felt a and slipped away
Maybe it was meant to be
Now the sound of footsteps makes me hope and you're coming back to me
There's a warm breeze that's as the shadows go tumbling by
And it's up sand, and that must be what's in my eye
(chorus 2x...)
End of the summer days,