Luyện nghe bài hát These Are My People

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

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

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

Yeah, the kids that thought they'd run town
Ain't a much of anything
Just lovin' and laughin', and bustin' our
And we all call it all livin' the

are my people
This is I come from
We're givin' this
Everything got and then some

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

Well, we take it all week on the 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 on at the Green Light Tavern
Well everybody is gathered as
And the beers a pourin' Monday mornin'
And we start it all over

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

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

We down 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 come
We're givin' this
we've got and then some

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