Luyện nghe bài hát Good Ol' Days

Up in the bar all cigars
While we were drinking Irish straight from the jar
Talkin' 'bout them better are not that far
Whoever's back to mine you better bring the guitar
You a sad song, yea sing it from the heart
a sad story, yea tell it from the start
Pass me on the that you made into art
Yea, piercin' through my skin like a heroin
someone's strummin' on the strings and they're spittin' things,
Everybody's movin' groovin' vibes when the other
They gon' kill you with their and their soul
When the verse drops, you'll be fightin' back the tears and all
While another man's in his beers and all
While his woman's sayin' to it all
no shame in the game, just the way we were raised
For all we sing better days, better days

Oh, we'll remember night when we're old and gray
Cause in the future these will be the good ol'
Oh and we're arm in arm as we sing
In the future will be the good ol' days

Ten o'clock and off, what started as a pub crawl
Now all lost
Better live it out tonight, tomorrow's cost
So get up on piano boy and play your ass off
playing real good, everybody sing along
If your is out of beat, everybody move along
Play us somethin' we can hang our hopes on
Sing a rebel song and us march along
Won't you along? (Oh, these times are hard)
Yeah, meet Jenny, meet Pete, Mary, meet Keith
buskin' on the streets seven days a week
Pay a pound, pay a penny, make it full or it empty
They play, you listen, plenty
It's two am now, dancing in the rain and uh
Hanging out of each other like the pain is
are my people, these are my crowd
And I'm never too proud to sing

Oh, we'll remember this when we're old and gray
Cause in the future these be the good ol' days
Oh and we're arm in arm as we away
In the future will be the good ol' days
The good ol', the good ol' [x8]

Oh I got the place singin' yea, singin' this song
Even the old man with the paddy hat on
Singin' ooh ooh, come on sing it it, ooh ooh
I got the whole place singin' yea, singin' song
Even the girl over there the red dress on
ooh ooh, she singin', ooh ooh
Oh, I got the bar drinkin' yea, singin' these tunes
And the guys over with the big tattoos
Are ooh ooh, drinkin' and singin', ooh ooh
The emo girls with the college
And the tag friends with the fake ID's
ooh ooh

Oh and we're arm in arm as we sing
In the future these will be the good ol'
The good ol', the good ol' days

The ol' days, yeah
The good ol'