Luyện nghe bài hát Life In The Factory

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

twelve hours a day in the Hell House
In the outside of town
100 degrees without no windows
Heat off the tin

And they their band Lynyrd Skynyrd
After the coach who them out of school
Seven days a week 'cause 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
Them wouldn't even break a sweat

They hit the road doing
Leave them steel mills far
no good life at the Ford plant
Three guitars or a of crime

out shows and platinum records
New York and redneckers
Bunch of boy's Florida
Had them eating their hands

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

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