Luyện nghe bài hát Southern Boy

Well easy for a country boy to be misunderstood
When the honky tonks are jumping and the girls are looking
Yeah, I get and some people think I'm rude
It's the way my daddy raised me it's my rebel

I'm a boy
Southern and bred
I've got Sweet Home Alabama buzzing all around in my
I'm right at home in Georgia or in Caroline
Yeah I'd be happy anywhere below Mason-Dixon line

A working and a sweating 'til I hear that whistle
rock a cooking on my pick-up radio
I rush home for a shower and put on my shoes
I get the Friday fever and the Sunday blues

I'm a boy
I like a crowd
Put Bocephus on the jukebox and turn that sucker way up
Don't need a
We're just fun
Yeah it's party in Dixie
just come on down and get ya some

From to Birmingham
to New Orleans
Jacksonville to Hill
Pike to Bowling
Layfayette to
Boone to Mount
If you don't live in then
only camping out

I'm a boy
I say my and m'ams
I'm kinda around the edges but I'm mighty proud of who I am
on Mississippi rock on Tennessee
If it was enough for Elvis you know it's good enough for me

I said, if it was good enough for Elvis you know it's good for me
Well if the King was crazy 'bout it then you know good enough for me