Luyện nghe bài hát Alabama Wild Man

Alright, out

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

He said, "Boy, you never going to amount to a thing
You set around that silly looking guitar and sing
You hang around them joints all the time
Making music like some wild man done his mind"

sock it to me
Well, what's that supposed to
Boy, you just a man

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

Well, I worked all them joints the east to the west
Never making no and a starving to death
A on coffee and cold sardines
Soda and pork 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 showed 'em what I'm about
So we a little record and we put it out

With me
it to me, honey
Haha, it, boy
Play that

Well, now I'm driving, the Cadillac's a city long
The Alabama Wild Man could do no
'Cause I'm them records
And I'm working them
And people love me I go

But a funny thing happened a week or so back
I was a showing my hometown and the place was
Guess who was sitting on the front row
Was my grinning up at me batting at me

"Sock it daddy, Wild Man
it boy, hook it
Play guitar, show 'em, son"

"Yeah, my boy, alright
Taught him he knows
Bought him his first
Ah, it to your daddy, son"

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