Luyện nghe bài hát Life In The Factory

Let me tell y'all a
So far it must be true
'Bout a bunch of fatherless from Florida
One is man for two

Practiced twelve hours a day in the House
In the swamps outside of
100 degrees without no open
radiating off the tin

And named their band Lynyrd Skynyrd
After the coach who kicked out of school
Seven days a week 'cause Rock's the thing
To save from life in the factory

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

hit the road doing ninety
Leave steel mills far behind
no good life at the Ford plant
Three or a life of crime

Sold out shows and records
New York critics and
Bunch of boy's from
Had them eating their hands

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

Let me tell y'all a
more or less is the truth
From the swamps of Florida
To the just north of Baton Rouge