Luyện nghe bài hát Life In The Factory

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

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

And they named their Lynyrd Skynyrd
After the coach who kicked them out of
Seven days a week 'cause the only thing
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, summer
Them boy's wouldn't even break a

They hit the doing ninety
them steel mills far behind
Ain't no good life at the Ford
guitars or a life of crime

Sold out shows and platinum
New York critics and
Bunch of from Florida
Had eating from their hands

had to find another glory
But folks, it's some sad story
over shadows
The and the band

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