Luyện nghe bài hát Dirt Road Diary

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

Checking gates, fixing rows
That's how my goes.

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

I remember when I 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.
inch of that county was sacred ground.

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

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

It ain't a underneath my bed
Just a dusty lane 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 my dirt road diary.