Luyện nghe bài hát Drowse

It's the sad eyed
Yesterday's moments I
It's the bleak street, week kneed partings I
It's the mistier mists the days
The sun and the easier lays
There's all the more for laughing and crying
When you're younger and life isn't to at all

It's the drowse
Of the Sundays
That you to rages of tears
The unending
To waste all good times
In of your middle-aged years
It's the vertical hold all the things that you're
For the everyday it all turns to zero
And all the more reason
For living or when you're young
And troubles are all very small

Out here on the street gather and meet
And scuff up the
With restless feet
Half on the time broaden our minds
More in the pool
Than we did in the school
With the town chewing gum bums
the night life the lights and the fun

Never to be the boy next door
Always thought I'd be more
But it ain't easy for a town boy
It ain't at all
Thinkin' it and doin' it wrong
easier from an arm chair
Waves of wash over my sleepiness
Have my eggs poached for breakfast I

I think be Clint Eastwood
Jimi he was good
Let's try William the
Now who do I like