Luyện nghe bài hát Those Were The Good Old Days

Whenever I'm from time to time
And a wells and swells
my breast
I some pride deep inside of me
And I fondly walk down the of memory
I see
A mean one if I've seen one
And Nero fiddlin' that lovely blaze
Antionetts, dainty queen, with her quaint
Ha ha ha ha
Those were the good old

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

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

Was happy?

I see cannibals a missionary luncheon
The may have flown but the memory stays
Like the hopes that were dashed when the market crashed
Ha ha ha ha
Those were the good old

I'd walk a million or more
For of the gore
Of good
Old
Days!