Luyện nghe bài hát My Old Cars

Everyone I ever owned, excpet the one I'm now
stripped down to the bare bone at Sam's Salvage Yard
There's a Mustang and a GTO, bloody seats, and in grilld sent outta town
a scar on my forehead, for every busted windshield

My old cars, haunt me still
Cuase I droven every one of 'em over the
It's a I wasn't killed
My old cars, rise up the wheel
I wish to hell and back was far
to outrun, memory

I by that junkyard, count the times you broke my heart
Watchin' a jackleg a socket wrench
Drinkin' beer and parts
I can count broken bones, cause broken bone will heal
But I can't stand to the times you said I love you,
aint no big

My old cars, haunt me still
Cuase I every one of 'em over the edge
a wonder I wasn't killed
My old cars, rise up the wheel
I wish to and back was far enough
to outrun, memory

Last week I a 442, black as ace of spades
I sold my half of grandpa's land, bes he's is his grave
My friends say get over you,
but my friends just dont know
Gonna her out on a 41, see how fast she can go

My old cars, they haunt me
Cuase I every one of 'em over the edge
It's a wonder I wasn't
My old cars, rise up from the
I wish to hell and back was far
to outrun, your

I to hell and back was far enough
to outrun, memory