Luyện nghe bài hát Life In The Factory

Let me y'all a story
So far fetched it be true
'Bout a of fatherless boys from Florida
One is man for two

Practiced hours a day in the Hell House
In the swamps of town
100 without no open windows
Heat off the tin

And they named band Lynyrd Skynyrd
the coach who kicked them out of school
Seven days a week 'cause Rock's the only
To them from life in the factory

spent years inside the Hell House
Then opened for The Stones and The Who
300 shows a year, outdoor, festivals
Them boy's wouldn't even break a

hit the road doing ninety
Leave them steel far behind
Ain't no good life at the plant
Three guitars or a life of

Sold out and platinum records
New York critics and
of boy's from Florida
Had eating from their hands

They had to find another
But folks, it's still sad story
Legend shadows
The and the band

Let me y'all a story
That more or less is the
From the of Northern Florida
To the swamps just of Baton Rouge