Luyện nghe bài hát Bronco

Takes a summer time in dollars at wage
To buy some Pittsburg when you come of age and
Even more to get it and shinning like you did

It was two tar heel blue and white
Couple kinwood speakers tuned just
Crazy how a car makes a out of a kid
It was sun down ready, heavy,
girlfriend primed.
Just some no fear,
bald good years that still turned on a dime

It was freedom calling pulling you down backroad
It was our time flying and a hell of a ride in bronco

Momma still puts out by your grave
Daddy pulls against Ford in race
And Leah has a hard time she's older than you
And me I still see you out in reverse
The headlights bright behind hurst
If I only could fix things like I once knew

I wouldn't be sitting tangled mangled full of county junk yard
All busted rusted out here crying out your name

It was calling pulling you down that backroad
It was our flying and a hell of a ride in that bronco

It was a hell of a
It was a hell of a

It was freedom calling you down that backroad
It was our flying and a hell of a ride

It was small high hopes
Why it there only heaven knows

A brother a hero and a hell of a in that bronco

It was a hell of a
a lifetime of prayers on bend and knee
To try to come to with your memory