Luyện nghe bài hát Dirt Road Diary

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

Checking gates, fixing rows
how my story goes.

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

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

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

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

It ain't a book my bed
Just a dusty memory burned in my head.

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

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