Luyện nghe bài hát Still One Outlaw Left

You say you don't like my kind, don't drink
ain't your thing
Never been to a roadhouse, drag-out
a little country Cain

You think it a crime to my life the way my daddy did
But if you come around to burn us
the smoke clears, you can bet
There'll still be one left

I got kinfolks from to sweet home Alabama
I get loud and rowdy, that's all you to know about who I am
I'm just a reckless doin' what I do best
And still one outlaw left

I've stared a sawed-off, mister, call your dogs off
Actin' Billy, the kid
I a hog in the hard rain, tryin' to catch a fast train
The dogs couldn't catch me but the sure did

I got me a wild side, just a mile wide
Son of a shotgun
And them like me, they're a dyin' breed
But until my last breath, be still one outlaw left

You say you don't like Skynyrd, you like Haggard
Don't give a damn about
You don't like Willie, well, this
Don't care what you think

I got kinfolks from Kentucky to home Alabama
I get loud and rowdy, that's all you need to know who I am
I'm just a reckless doin' what I do best
And still one outlaw left

So if you come to cut me down
Best make sure I'm dead
'Cause still one outlaw left
One left