Luyện nghe bài hát Chicken & Biscuits

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

She's as a field of daisies
She's sweeter than watermelon
Way hotter than the asphalt
And I get her in these arms of mine
Lord mercy I love her kisses
Man I can't get

Kinda like and biscuits

She can rock high heel shoes
But rather wear cowboy boots
Cut off and a baseball hat
Them vity girls can't do it like
Off the on a Friday night
Dancin' and ain't scared to fight
By Sunday come rollin' around
in the choir is where she's found
Y'all I'm so
'Cause ain't no doubt

She's pretty as a field of
She's sweeter than watermelon
Way than the Alabama asphalt
And when I get her in these of mine
Lord mercy I love her kisses
Man I can't get

Kinda like and biscuits

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

She's pretty as a field of
She's sweeter than wine
Way hotter the Alabama asphalt
And when I get her in arms of mine
have mercy I love her kisses
Man I get enough

Kinda like chicken and