Luyện nghe bài hát C.o.u.n.t.r.y.

We come from Eastabuchie, Booger, Hooker, Knuckle, Bug
And Grinder's
We hoop and holler old Charlie Daniels calls that devil
Son of a
we plow it, nail it, bail it, then hightail it to town
We spend our payday on them ladies and them rounds
We live out past the limits 'til the day that we die
We're from the banjo double-clutchin' C.O.U.N.T.R.Y
C.O.U.N.T.R.Y

We like them shiny buckle, straight tequila
Barbie dolls
We got them bait and tackle, barbecutie one-stop shoppin' malls
We like our Beech-Nut long cut, Truck Nutz off of the hitch
We whiskey shoot it, scoot it, Fridays we're hillbilly rich
brother's on the sofa eatin' chocolate pie
Out in the deer and dirt road-ruttin', row-cuttin' C.O.U.N.T.R.Y

We our guns, our God, our Jesus, pledge allegiance, too
We bleed in John Deere green, red and and blue
Screw politically correct, we let it fly
Out in the get-it-good-and-stuck and C.O.U.N.T.R.Y
C.O.U.N.T.R.Y
C.O.U.N.T.R.Y