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 or a Johnny Cash
Somebody baccer and whippin ass
I need a
I a savior how bout y'all

Can I get a

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

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

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

Somebody chewin baccer and ass
I a preacher
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 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 talkin
Won't second
Then your jaw
the world we live in really tends to wash and fade away
That's why if you ain't walkin shit then I don't care for you say
I met the folks I
And so far there's some white ass
Just country
goodness

me how that tends to fly
I'm on my southern twang
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 with a seat of stained

country boys doin country all wrong
Need Haggard or a Johnny Cash
Somebody chewin baccer and ass
I a preacher
I a savior, how bout y'all
Can I get a