Luyện nghe bài hát Life In The Factory

Let me tell a story
So far fetched it be true
a bunch of fatherless boys from Florida
One is man for two

Practiced hours a day in the Hell House
In the swamps outside of
100 degrees no open windows
radiating off the tin

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

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

They hit the road ninety
Leave them mills far behind
Ain't no good life at the Ford
Three guitars or a life of

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

They had to another glory
But folks, still some sad story
Legend over
The and the band

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