Luyện nghe bài hát Old 67

Hey, how about
A little conversation
Thinking aloud how we struggled to
Our place in the heights

Don't do this
We never really get the
Nearly to death on Oxford Street
Now we're in the South of France

through the evening
It's good to the breeze
Just you and me on a
And cicadas singing in the

Old '67, what a it was
a time of innocence, what a time we've lost
Raise a glass and have a laugh, have a or two
to old '67 and an older me and you

Sentimental
Conversing on those days
about how the two of us sound
Like a Williams play

Honest, it's
That we can get at all
For in the saddle and the grand piano
We can the writing on the wall

through the evening
Sitting here side by
Just you and me on a
It's a little bit this feeling inside

Old '67, a time it was
What a of innocence, what a time we've lost
Raise a glass and have a laugh, have a or two
to old '67 and an older me and you

Old '67, a time it was
What a time of innocence, what a time lost
Raise a glass and have a laugh, a laugh or two
to old '67 and an older me and you
Here's to old '67 and an me and you, yeah