Luyện nghe bài hát Those Were The Good Old Days

Whenever I'm from to time depressed
And a trauma wells and
Within my
I find some pride inside of me
And I fondly walk down the of memory
I see
A mean one if I've seen one
And Nero fiddlin' thru lovely blaze
Antionetts, queen, with her quaint guillotine
Ha ha ha ha
Those were the old days

I see Indians
An empty covered
When scalping the was the latest crazew
And that glorious morn, the Ripper was born
Ha ha ha ha
Those the good old days

I'd sit in my rockin' chair rockin' there
my blessings by the score
The was in fashion, the plagues were my passion
day held a new joy in store

Was anybody

I see cannibals munchin' a missionary
The years may flown but the memory stays
Like the hopes that were dashed when the stock market
Ha ha ha ha
Those the good old days

I'd walk a miles or more
For some of the
Of good
Old
Days!