Luyện nghe bài hát Golden Age of Radio ( A Country Song )

Picture took of you in your cowboy hat
Makes you like you are one of the boys
Out on a Saturday night, meanwhile on the of the dance hall
I'm a that you'd probably enjoy
On the outside of Memphis all the look big
And the white picket fences all dare to charge around the
And hold their heads up high when my headlights find out
They'll be the first to put their hands in the air with my on
Singing a country soft and low

Oh when got a worried mind I know
I the ghost of Patsy Cline
On the Grand Old Opry

Living on the of the city limit line
This is where the boundary ends
And I swear that the last living souls in a populated ghost town
All the billboards are our best
Which way did our chance go and can we
Get out if we go now?
It seems that with the malls and the mega-church
We would get out if we just how with the radio on

in line to get my self-help book signed off
On by the reverend who shouts to the
Have mercy on boy he did it all by the book
But kind of has his doubts
Oh you look good in that jonquil dress
But your smile is a nickel's pride
and I know that it worth much but I feels good to touch
And I think that I dance if I tried with your radio on