Luyện nghe bài hát Alabama Wild Man

Alright, out

Now my daddy was hard shelled preacher
My momma was a dedicated Sunday teacher
My went to college and got a PhD
Daddy the only dud in the family was me

He said, "Boy, you ain't never going to amount to a
You set around with that silly looking and sing
You hang around juke joints all the time
Making music like some wild man lost his mind"

Going it to me
Well, what's that supposed to
Boy, you a wild man

Well, then one day Daddy me
"Boy, I've had enough now you
Pack up that guitar, you just up your stuff"
So I left and organized myself a band
Called myself the Wild Man

Well, I worked all them from the east to the west
Never no money and a starving to death
A living on and cold sardines
Soda crackers and n beans

But I went to Music City USA
Said I'm the Alabama Wild Man and I'm to stay
Took my guitar and 'em what I'm talking about
So we made a record and we put it out

me going
Sock it to me,
Haha, it, boy
that guitar

Well, now I'm driving, the Cadillac's a city block
The Alabama Wild Man do no wrong
I'm selling them records
And I'm working shows
And people love me I go

But a thing happened about a week or so back
I was a my hometown and the place was packed
who was sitting on the front row seat
Was my daddy grinning up at me at me

"Sock it daddy, Wild Man
Hook it boy, it
that guitar, show 'em, son"

"Yeah, that's my boy,
him everything he knows
Bought him his first
Ah, it to your daddy, son"

"Go put it to me, put it to me
them checks coming in, boy
We going to pave the next week"