Luyện nghe bài hát This Old Town

Living is gaining on me
Can't keep ahead of my
My turned out a thief
as rocks in the stream

This old is a sad affair
You be glad not there
It your hands, it spikes your drink
I'd say more, but I think

Lazy Jim a bottle with him
to flag down a train
Left a note, couldn't read he wrote
A light came on in my

This old town is a sad
You be glad you're not
It your hands, it spikes your drink
I'd say more, but I think

The hills are gold, mornings are
Don't know a soul on the
I to myself like everyone else
Nobody says to me

Go to bed, thoughts in my head
In the two in wake and sleep
Rats to kill, contracts to
It's on ice, but it won't

This old town is a sad
You be glad not there
It ties hands, it spikes your drink
I'd say more, but I think

This old is a sad affair
You be glad you're not
It ties your hands, it your drink
I'd say more, but I think, well