Luyện nghe bài hát Rebel Child

Way on back, boy,
Son of a in corduroy,
up tall, and grew up wise,
Until music his life

Didn't what mama think,
a rebel child in a house of saints,
Little rock 'n roll and a guitar,
It don't where he are

Yeah he likes to play it and sing it loud,
A little rock ya baby pickin' sound,
He's the of believers,
But he was to be wild,
He's a damn sure, no good rebel child

Found some wheels to him round,
night a different town,
That old turning black,
And no aint no turning back

Yeah he likes to play it and sing it loud,
A little ya baby pickin' country sound,
the product of believers,
But he was to be wild,
a damn sure, aint no good rebel child

Headed out, show,
Another crowd that feels home,
Singing these songs he sings,
I mom and dads to blame

Yeah he likes to it rough and sing it loud,
A rock ya baby pickin' country sound,
the product of believers,
But he was to be wild,
He's a damn sure, aint no rebel child

rebel child