Luyện nghe bài hát Good Old Days

Oh, some times I think to when I was younger
was so much simpler then
Dad be up at dawn
He'd be watering the
Or maybe going again

Oh, and mom would be fixing up in the kitchen
Fresh or hot apple pie
And I'd all day long in the basement
Torturing rats a hacksaw
And the wings off of flies

Those the good old days
Those were the old days
The years go by but the memory
And those were the old days

I can still remember old Mr. Fender
Who ran the corner grocery
Oh, he'd down the aisle with a big friendly smile
And he'd say, "Howdy", you walked in the door

Always treated me nice, gave me advice
I don't know why I set to his place
Oh, I'll never the day, I bashed in his head
Well you seen the look on his face

Let me ya now
Those were the good old
were the good old days
The go by but the memory stays
And those the good old days

Do you remember Michelle
She was my high school
She was fun to talk to and to smell
So I her to the homecoming dance

I tied her to a chair and I shaved off all her hair
And I left her in the desert all
Well sometimes in my
I can still hear the
Oh, I if she ever made it home

I ya
Those were the good old
were the good old days
The years go by but the memory
And those were the old days

Let me tell ya,
Those were the old days
Those were the old days
The years go by but the memory
And those the good old days