Luyện nghe bài hát Country Folks (Livin' Loud)

Hey, at all those cowgirls
Tearin' the gravel roads on Saturday night
Singing, "Summertime" at the top of lungs
Sippin' cups of strawberry wine

All my are out
We and whistle
And our horns in time

We're just folks livin' loud
We're country folks livin'
We're just country livin' loud

We're crankin' Waylon Jennings in our pick-up
beer bottles till the sun comes up
Mamma's in the church choir, oh, a sound
We're country folks loud

Drivin' tractors in the cotton the cows come home
on the dance floor, around we go
The Spangled Banner, we sing it proud
We're country folks livin'

jammed with race fans
We're heading towards the Talladega sign
Our tailgates are droppin' and barbecue is
Everybody's gonna have a good

Ain't nuthin' those engines starting
And the crowd at the line

We're just country folks livin'
We're folks livin' loud
We're country folks livin' loud

We're crankin' Waylon Jennings in our trucks
beer bottles till the sun comes up
Mama's in the church choir, oh, what a
We're country livin' loud

Drivin' tractors in the cotton till the come home
Boots on the dance floor, we go
The Spangled Banner, we sing it proud
We're country folks loud

It's a and a holler on a touchdown pass
A George Strait crowd he tips his hat
Lord, ain't what it's all about?

We're country folks livin' loud
We're country livin' loud
We're just country folks loud

We're crankin' Waylon Jennings in our pickup
beer bottles till the sun comes up
Mamma's in the church choir, oh, what a
We're folks livin' loud

Drivin' tractors in the cotton till the cows come
Boots on the floor, around we go
The Spangled Banner, we sing it proud
We're folks livin' loud
We're country folks loud

We're country and we're loud