Luyện nghe bài hát Outlaw

Where have the rebels
We don't need pretty boy singin pretty song
Fake country doin country all wrong
Need Another or a Johnny Cash
Somebody chewin baccer and ass
I a preacher
I need a savior how bout

Can I get a

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

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

Fake country boys doin country all
Need Another or a Johnny Cash

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

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

me how that tends to fly
I'm on my southern twang
Baby come and with me

Backwoods as it
And not the that you see on tv

I'm Chevy ct
up some round rocks
30 r6 a seat of stained Woodstock

Fake country doin country all wrong
Need Another or a Johnny Cash
Somebody chewin and whippin ass
I need a
I a savior, how bout y'all
Can I get a