Luyện nghe bài hát Country On The Radio

You ever why country songs say the same ol' thing,
Like a record skippin down on main,
girls, pickups and cut-off jeans?
You know what I

Dirt roads, corn rows and wine
Juke joints, on the county line
Heard 'em singin it a million times
But I mind

As long as a small town and a Saturday night
jean babies in the full moonlight
Tip your Dixie, howl at the stars
Every time you hear that sly
And baby's on the tailgate
And you're stealin kisses to a little George Strait
That's how rockin, that's how we roll
As long as there's on the radio

There's always gonna be a out in the pines
gonna be a shot up highway sign
Paper sack full of beer and a jar of
time to time

There's always be people tryin to run us down
Sayin we got nothin on a big town
I bet come around
If they came on

As long as there's a small town and a Saturday
Blue jean babies in the full
Tip back your Dixie, at the stars
time you hear that sly guitar
And baby's on the tailgate
And you're stealin those to a little George Strait
That's how we're rocking, how we roll
As long as there's country on the

always gonna be a part of me
Kickin in BFE
Yea, that's how it's gonna be

As long as there's a small and a Saturday night
Blue jean in the full moonlight
Tip back Dixie, howl at the stars
Every time you hear sly guitar
And your on the tailgate
And you're stealing those kisses to a little George
That's how we're rocking, how we roll
As long as there's country on the

country on the radio
As long as there's a town
Saturday
jean babies
Yeah, tip your Dixie
Stealing kisses