Luyện nghe bài hát Dirt

You get hands in it
your roots in it
Dusty head lights dance with boots in it (dirt)

You her name on it
Spin tires on it
Build corn field, whiskey
on it (dirt)
You bet life on it

Its elm shade
Red clay you grew up on
That plowed up ground your dad
Damned his luck on That post party field
You up on
And it rains You get stuck on
Drift a cloud Behind county roads
you run up
The mud on her jeans she peeled off
And up
Her eyed Summer time smile
so good that it hurts
Makes you build
A 10 down
picket fence house on this dirt

You've mixed some with it
Taken a to it
You've some crosses and some painted
Goal posts it (dirt)
You know you came it (dirt)
And some day return to

Its that elm
Red clay you grew up on
That plowed up ground your dad
Damned his luck on post game party field
You up on
And when it you get stuck on
a cloud back Behind county roads
you run up
The mud on her that she peeled off
And up
Her blue eyed summer time
so good that it hurts
Makes you wanna
A 10 percent
White picket fence house on dirt

You came it,
And some day return to

Its that elm
Red roads you grew up on
plowed up ground that your dad
Damned his luck on that post game field
You up on
And when it rains you get on
Drift a cloud back Behind roads
you run up
The mud on her jeans she peeled off
And up
Her blue eyed summer time
Looks so good it hurts
Makes you build
A 10 down
White fence house on this dirt

Makes you build
A 10 down
White picket fence house on dirt

You came it,
And some day return to it