Luyện nghe bài hát Throwbacks

We were sitting 'round a fire, me and my two boys.
I was shuffling through classics I thought they might enjoy,
The ones I cut my on, circa 1994,
life was but a song and I was still figuring out the chords:
"Here's a Quarter", "Chattahoochee", "Killin' Time" and "Rodeo".
I said, "This was how our sounded, about 20 years ago.

But there much old school in the new wave.
There ain't much back then around days.
Nothing suits me the old hats
and nothing moves me the throwbacks.
The throwbacks."

I said "Those true and friendly voices, familiar words,
hit my heart and make it fonder of back then and how were,
when the of Atlanta seemed another world away
and the we're living in was just a field of hay,
before the country turned to suburb and slow out of style.
Boys, I was growing up here we had gravel roads for miles.

But there ain't much old in the new wave.
There much back then around these days.
Nothing me like the old hats
and nothing moves me the throwbacks.
The throwbacks."

Now my kids know the words to the I loved back then.
Lord, I they'll keep on playing 'em over and over and over,
over and again.

We need some old in the new wave.
We need some then, now and always.
Oh it might sound a old hat,
but I say, "Long the throwbacks.
The throwbacks."