Luyện nghe bài hát Drowse

It's the sad eyed
moments I remember
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 and life isn't to hard at all

It's the drowse
Of the afternoon
bored you to rages of tears
The unending
To waste all good times
In thoughts of middle-aged years
It's the vertical all the things that you're told
For the everyday hero it all turns to
And there's all the reason
For living or dying you're young
And troubles are all very small

Out here on the street gather and meet
And scuff up the
With endlessly restless
Half on the we'd broaden our minds
in the pool hall
Than we did in the hall
With the town chewing gum bums
Watching the life the lights and the fun

Never wanted to be the boy door
thought I'd be something more
But it ain't for a small town boy
It ain't at all
Thinkin' it right and it wrong
It's easier from an arm
of alternatives wash over my sleepiness
Have my poached for breakfast I guess

I I'll be Clint Eastwood
Jimi he was good
try William the Conqueror
Now who else do I