Luyện nghe bài hát Outlaw

Where have the gone
We don't need another pretty boy singin song
Fake country boys doin country all
Need Another Haggard or a Cash
Somebody chewin baccer and ass
I a preacher
I need a how bout y'all

Can I get a

Let me get a like the man who raised me up
Hauling chickens to Kentucky in the back of beat up
Because all I'm seeing now is Hollywood some hunting gear
And tv shows bout idiots that think country is beer
Sick of seeing skinny smiling like a cover girl
I wanna see kids outback with .22s poppin squirrels
I wanna see some young guns 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 could actually go survive

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

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

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

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

Tell me how that to fly
I'm on my southern twang
come and roll with me

Backwoods as it
And not the that you see on tv

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

Fake country boys country all wrong
Another Haggard or a Johnny Cash
Somebody baccer and whippin ass
I need a
I need a savior, how bout
Can I get a