Luyện nghe bài hát Your Wild Years

Long for the words with hearts and
Something familiar you miss everything
You rest your head the window pane
on the dash through the steady rain
I drove you home while you slept in the seat
After a show at the Stone
Watch you so god damn sweetly
Over the Walt Whitman back to Philly

I toss and at four in the morning
of where our future's going
'Cause you're the kind of girl deserves the world
I'm just the kind of guy that the world
So I fix a drink nice and in the kitchen
Something quick that'll my conscience
Creep back to bed and I kiss your
Maybe everything is fine and it's all in my

A little in your blood
A Polish in your name
A little Boston in attitude
the way you were raised
A little Irish in your
A little Polish in name
A little Boston in attitude
the way you were raised
Just the way you were
the way you were raised
Just the way you raised
Just the way you were

We up to Massachusetts together
Your old house was like you remember
We stayed in your room
Rummaged through the boxes "former you"
The souvenirs of in the moment
Your wild that you often mention
The sands of time in an
That you're always begging for
I got in the afternoon with your father in the living room
As the television the silence
You smiled, know that I was the best that I can do

A Irish in your blood
A little Polish in name
A little Boston in your
Just the way you were
A little Irish in your
A little Polish in name
A Boston in your attitude
the way you were raised
Just the way you raised
Just the way you were
the way you were raised
Just the way you raised