Luyện nghe bài hát These Are My People

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

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

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

Yeah, the kids thought they'd run this town
Ain't a runnin' of anything
Just and laughin', and bustin' our asses
And we all call it all the dream

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

It always pretty but it's real
It's the way we made
have it any other way
These are my

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 breaking up the

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

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

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

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

These are my
This is where I from
We're givin' 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
are my people, yeah