Luyện nghe bài hát Country On The Radio

You ever why country songs say the same ol' thing,
a broken record skippin down on main,
Pretty girls, pickups and jeans?
You what I mean

Dirt roads, corn rows and wine
Juke joints, on the county line
'em singin 'bout it a million times
But I don't

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

There's gonna be a party out in the pines
Always be a shot up highway sign
Paper sack of beer and a jar of shine
From to time

There's always be people tryin to run us down
Sayin we ain't got nothin on a big
I bet come around
If came on down

As long as there's a small town and a Saturday
Blue jean 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 rocking, that's how we roll
As long as country on the radio

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

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

Some country on the
As long as there's a town
nights
Blue babies
Yeah, tip your Dixie
Stealing those