Luyện nghe bài hát Cannonball Days

What's come to stay the cannonball days
But a and some clothes on the line
You fired away with your drunken
In the of New York as a child

so fine, fine as a girl
Slow an Italian wine
Hair all a mess, dress all
And all of your roses have

Better luck in the life
you're gonna need it dear
Loved you back then but I say when
All of your roses died
All of roses have died

I tasted your lips, put my hands on hips
Danced in A-9
Your cats on the sill and my head to breast
your rhythms divine

A west Jersey queen with a machine
Tasted the salt through skin
you back then but I couldn't say when
All of roses have died

luck in the next life
Give some hell and goodbye
Loved you back but I couldn't say when
All of your roses died
All of your roses have

Bask in the heat on Christopher Street
you a rose from a bum
Left you a note that I in your coat
You and you said, it was dumb

like a stem and I guess you're with him
I'm that he treats you just fine
So up cheers baby, here's to your tears
All of your roses have

Better luck in the next
I'll miss you but go on
I feel like a straight from his days
When all of your were mine
When all of your were mine