Luyện nghe bài hát C-O-U-N-T-R-Y

I never hauled hay in the trunk of my car,
But I a little shine from a mason jar.
I know how to and how ta have fun,

I'm a good-timin', blue-collar,
I monster trucks, tractor pulls, country fairs,
and fishin' and ice cold beer.

That's the way I'm be 'till the day I die,

My looks hot in her high heel shoes,
She looks even cooler in her boots.
She can dance to the music, all long,
She's a stick of dynamite, bad to the bone.
She Boogy Woogy, Ragae, Rap, Pop, and Soul,
Hip-Hop Blues, and and Roll.
If you really want to what drives her wild, C-O-U-N-T-R-Y

You might not it by the way we talk,
We not show it by the way we walk,
But true and tried, genuine, certified, C-O-U-N-T-R-Y

That's the way gonna be until the day we die

I said