Luyện nghe bài hát These Are My People

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

later on at the Green Light Tavern
Well everybody is gathered as
And the beers a pourin' Monday mornin'
And we start it all again

And these are my
is where I come from
We're givin' this
Everything got and then some

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

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

are my people
This is where I come
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, oh, no
are my people, yeah