Luyện nghe bài hát C-O-U-N-T-R-Y

I never hauled hay in the trunk of my car
But I drunk a shine from a mason jar
I know how to and how to have fun
I'm a good-timin', blue-collar,

I monster trucks, tractor pulls, country fairs
Huntin' and and ice cold beer

That's the way I'm gonna be the day I die

My baby looks hot in her high shoes
She looks cooler in her cowboy boots
She can to the music, all night long
She's a stick of dynamite, she's bad to the

She boogy woogy, Reggae, Rap, Pop and Soul
Blues, and Rock and Roll

If you really want to what drives her wild

You not know it by the way we talk
We not show it by the way we walk

But we're and tried, genuine, certified

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

I said,