Luyện nghe bài hát Flag on the Can

hen I drink a Bud Light do I love
Or only when a flag on the can
And when I sit and write a record
Can I be more than another sad, white man?

I'm out of favors
But maybe there's a little left in hand
If you let me the papers
And lay down mine to protect the

Let me die in
In a bathing of all the good
To a of "Hosanna"
to the big, big, big sky

Once the cash in the and the slush funds is gone
And all the Brink's gone home
Do you really think I could build a
And I hadn't ordered on my own

better fortunes on the table
Learn a word of Chinese and check your
call you when I'm able
Cause no respect to in
The congestions of As I drive into
In a bathing suit of all the
And a classic red
for the big, big, big sky

I find it to express myself in definite
When I'm to help I say
"Come on now, is philosophy anyway, anyway?"

When I drink a Bud Light do I love
Or only when a flag on the can
And when I sit and write a record
Can I be more than just a sad, sad, man?

Who dreams of in Montana
In a bathing of all the good
With a belly of manna
the big, big, big sky
That shines on
If I tell it, too, of all the
Don't you cry now, O
heading for the big, big, big sky