Luyện nghe bài hát Chicken & Biscuits

Lord have mercy she comes
Behind the of a pickup truck
Mud
She's
Country girl just her thing and
Ain't nothing like a baby
my tractor drive me crazy
Likes
fishin'
And she can hold her own in the
And by the way did I mention

pretty as a field of daisies
She's than watermelon wine
Way hotter the Alabama asphalt
And when I get her in these arms of
Lord have I love her kisses
Man I can't get

Kinda like chicken and

She can them high heel shoes
But rather wear cowboy boots
Cut off and a baseball hat
Them vity girls do it like that
Off the chain on a night
Dancin' and drinkin' ain't to fight
By Sunday mornin' come around
Singin' in the choir is she's found
Y'all I'm so
there ain't no doubt

She's as a field of daisies
She's than watermelon wine
Way than the Alabama asphalt
And I get her in these arms of mine
Lord mercy I love her kisses
Man I get enough

Kinda like and biscuits

(Hey)
Hey thing let me hold you close
(Hold)
There's something that you need to
(Hey)
When it to lovin' you
(Hold)
ain't nothin' that I'd rather do

She's pretty as a of daisies
She's sweeter watermelon wine
Way than the Alabama asphalt
And when I get her in arms of mine
Lord have mercy I her kisses
Man I can't get

Kinda like and biscuits