Luyện nghe bài hát Outlaw

Where have the rebels
We don't need another pretty boy singin song
Fake country boys country all wrong
Need Haggard or a Johnny Cash
Somebody chewin and whippin ass
I need a
I need a savior how bout

Can I get a

Let me get a outlaw the man who raised me up
chickens to Kentucky in the back of beat up trucks
Because all I'm seeing now is Hollywood wearing hunting gear
And tv shows bout idiots that think country is drinking
Sick of skinny jeans smiling like a cover girl
I wanna see some kids with .22s poppin squirrels
I wanna see some young guns out on a duck hunt
and _____________________ been acting like a bum
These trends got it twisted and they make country a style
Now Where's all my country that could actually go survive

When that stock market crashes I'll be somewhere off in these pines
Killin shit, kicking ass, and taking the hell is mine

Fake boys doin country all wrong
Need Another Haggard or a Johnny

Somebody chewin baccer and ass
I need a
I need a savior, how y'all
Can I get a

I got scars on my knuckles from a lap out in a lot
Knife wounds in my back so called friends that take ______
There's up in the grass
but bubba shit I'm used to tall
And if i you're talkin shit
second guess
Then your jaw
Today the we live in really tends to wash and fade away
That's why if you ain't walkin then I don't care for shit you say
I met the folks I
And so far there's some ass lies
country fakin
goodness

me how that tends to fly
I'm on my southern right
Baby and roll with me

as it gets
And not the shit you see on tv

I'm talkin ct
Kicking up some round
30 r6 a seat of stained Woodstock

Fake country boys doin country all
Need Haggard or a Johnny Cash
Somebody chewin and whippin ass
I a preacher
I need a savior, how y'all
Can I get a