Luyện nghe bài hát Daddy Had A Buick

Daddy had a Buick and loved to ride
Daddy like to drive it and Mama to glide
Four white walls constantly in
From the Great Smoky to the California ocean

Two tone, rag top, holes in the
Daddy had a Buick and loved to ride
Daddy had a Buick, holes in the
Daddy had a and Mama loved to ride

was talker and a son of a gun
Mama was a looker and a of fun
Daddy the car straight, Mama read the road map
Flying down the interstate head in Daddy's lap

Three blocks and two lanes wide
Daddy had a Buick and loved to ride
Daddy had a Buick, two wide
Daddy had a and Mama loved to ride

From Atlantic to Pacific and everywhere
The lakes of Minnesota to the of New Orleans
Oklahoma, Arizona, any place they would wanna
Play around, run about, lay it or blow it out

at the wheel and Mama by his side
Daddy had a and Mama loved to ride
Daddy had a Buick, Mama by his
had a Buick and Mama loved to ride

Daddy got the blue skies, got the breeze
Me I got my eyes, my Daddy's Buick keys
Gonna do things my way now I got one
Flying down the highway my baby shotgun

Two tone, rag top, holes in the
Me I got a Buick and baby loves to
Me I got a Buick, loves to ride
Me I got a Buick, my by my side

has a Buick, two lanes wide
Daddy has a Buick and Mama loves to