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, knockdown
a little country Cain

You think it a to live my life the way my daddy did
But if you around to burn us down
When the clears, you can bet
still be one outlaw left

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

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

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

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

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

So if you come around to cut me
Best make damn sure I'm
there's still one outlaw left
One outlaw