Luyện nghe bài hát Twang '56

I was my father's son,
I was into his ache,
I was all alone,
a friend to make,
I remember how the played as it was blasting through my ford,
I how my soul was eased when his keys hit the chords,

If I be forgiven, for my casanova ways,
And the sounds of Spector moving as my baby sways,

But the radios gone, and I'm away,
All deadline stations make you blue without a song to sing,
I so tall, and I ain't so young anymore,
So like a man I have to say,
these words and turn the page,
it up

I heard these lines so times,
About all regrets,
How you think of me, how things be
If only you forget,
If I could go back I swear I wouldn't change a thing,
And you can spend all your hours all wishing on death thinking of me,

If I be forgiven, for my casanova ways,
And the sounds of moving closer as my baby sways,

But the radios gone, and I'm away,
All these deadline make you blue without a song to sing,
I so tall, and I ain't so young anymore,
So like a man I have to say,
these words and turn the page,
it up..

Well the gone, and I'm slipping away,
All these deadline stations you blue without a song to sing,
I walk so tall, and I ain't so anymore,
So much a man I have to say,
Write these words and the page,

it up,
Yeah it up,
Yeah, it up,

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