Luyện nghe bài hát These Are My People

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

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

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

Yeah, the kids that thought run this town
a runnin' much of anything
Just and laughin', and bustin' our asses
And we all it all livin' the dream

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

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

Well, we it all week on the chin with a grin
Till we it to a Friday night
And it's church league softball, about a bad call
breaking 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 I come from
We're this 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

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

are my people
This is I come from
We're this life
we've got and then some

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