Luyện nghe bài hát Dirt Road Diary

Me and ride around all day
Shooting off a line in a Chevrolet.
Old lab would jump out the back and fetch up.
We'd drive for and miles
And never once hit or change the dial.
One little station was all there was.

Checking gates, fixing rows
how my story goes.

If you want to know the me,
turn the page in my dirt road diary.
It's right for you to see
Every kiss, every beer, cotton field memory.
Tan legs and some Land delight
Ridin' round, windows on a summer night, I was there and that was me
It's right in my dirt road diary.

I when I turned sixteen
I got a license and gasoline.
Ain't a or a straight away we didn't fly down.
If wasn't the it was me and her
By fire in a field or on the river.
inch of that county was sacred ground.

I I knew where that old truck was.
If it talk it could tell on us.

If you want to know the me,
Just the page in my dirt road diary.
It's there for you to see
Every kiss, every beer, every cotton memory.
Tan legs and Dixie Land delight
round, windows down on a summer night, I was there
And that was me. It's right here in my road diary.

It ain't a underneath my bed
Just a dusty memory lane in my head.

Tan legs and some Land delight
Ridin' round, windows down right
I was there, was me.
It's right in my dirt road diary.

Just ride my little town and you'll see
How I wrote my dirt diary.