Luyện nghe bài hát These Are My People

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

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

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

Yeah, the kids that thought run this town
Ain't a runnin' much of
Just lovin' and laughin', and bustin' our
And we all call it all the dream

These are my
This is where I come
givin' this life
Everything we've got and then

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

Well, we take it all week on the with a grin
Till we it to a Friday night
And church league softball, holler about a bad call
Preacher up the fight

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

And are my people
This is I come from
We're givin' life
Everything we've got and then

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

We down and we get up
We walk proud and we talk
We got and we got nerve
And even if we are a bit
Ooh, on

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

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