Luyện nghe bài hát These Are My People

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Then later on at the Green Tavern
Well everybody is as friends
And the beers a pourin' Monday mornin'
And we it all over again

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

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

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

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

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,