Luyện nghe bài hát The Good Old Days

He still likes the bar dim-lit
atmosphere
The different kinds of
he overhears

He's just one of many down
Or winding up the
The only way he knows to let
Is to hold on

And he'll never lose hold
And he'll never change his
The good times grow old
are the good old days

He's got no broken
sent him wondering way back
When he the torch for no one
That's the way it's been

just one of the chosen few
Who won't push or two line
He knows he'd only his mind
He'd never lose his

And never lose that hold
And never change his ways
The good times won't old
These are the good old

And he'll never lose that
And never change his ways
The times won't grow old
These are the good old

These are the old days