Luyện nghe bài hát These Are My People

Well, we grew up by the railroad tracks
Shootin' B.B's at old cans
Chokin' on the smoke from a Lucky
Somebody off his old man

We were flunkies, southern rock junkies
up the stereos
Singing and proud to 'Gimmie Three Steps'
'Simple Man' and 'Curtis Lowe', we good ya know

Got some knowledge at the Jr. College
Where we majored in beer and
It was all funny till we ran out of money
And they threw us out into the

Yeah, the kids that thought they'd run this
Ain't a runnin' much of
Just lovin' and laughin', and our asses
And we all it all livin' the dream

These are my
is where I come from
We're givin' life
Everything got and then some

It ain't always pretty but it's
the way we were made
Wouldn't it any other way
These are my

Well, we take it all week on the chin with a
Till we make it to a night
And it's church softball, holler about a bad call
Preacher up the fight

Then later on at the Green Light
Well everybody is gathered as
And the beers a pourin' till mornin'
And we it all over again

And these are my
This is where I from
We're this life
Everything got and then some

It ain't always pretty but real
It's the way we made
have it any other way
These are my

We fall and we get up
We proud and we talk tough
We got heart and we got
And if we are a bit disturbed
Ooh, on

These are my
This is where I come
We're givin' this
Everything we've got and some

It ain't always pretty but it's
It's the way we made
have it any other way, oh, no
These are my people,