Luyện nghe bài hát Country Song

I'm sick of lies
And I'm of your threats
I'm sick of the way you
And I'm of the way you get

I take off
Wait'll so bored
You'll still be someday
But you'll be sure

You're calling me the blues
something I've gotten use to
You treat me like a
That you throw-up

You treat me and you me
And you don't up
Don't worry of the
If the seats not

I'm you'll keep your tan
When the sun makes you old
You're calling me so what do you
that why you called?

I know you
I'm a fabulous person
not the point
Just tell me way did you fall

Just like that I've back on my word
I love you too to let you fly with a bird
Coming down from an aeroplane
Tapping off the shivers on your ash

You're calling me the blues
It's I've gotten use to
You drive too
in your mirrors

I'm one the fly
you'll get it together
But when's the time
That you checked your

I hope for sake
The is clearer
calling me
So what do you

that why you called
I know you think I'm such a person
not the point
Just me which way did you fall