Luyện nghe bài hát Alabama Wild Man

Alright, out

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

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

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

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

Well, I worked all joints from the east to the west
Never no money and a starving to death
A living on coffee and cold
crackers 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 '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
Play that

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

But a funny thing happened 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 your daddy, Man
it boy, hook it
Play that guitar, 'em, son"

"Yeah, my boy, alright
him everything he knows
Bought him his guitar
Ah, sock it to daddy, son"

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