Luyện nghe bài hát He's Mine

Old man knocked on my door
a teenage boy and a couple more from up the road
He had him by the
Said he him shootin'beer bottles
in the holler and somkin'
I said is right
He said,they won't when spoken to
So which one here to you
And I one does
they all started runnin' to your back forty
When saw me comin' on my gator
I in the eye

And I said, He's that one
Got a side and them some
There's no surprise He's done
He's ever bit of my old man's son
If you knew me
There 'd be no question in your
You'd know he's mine- he is

Friday the football games
I was for the speakers
To the name
On the back of thirty-seven
Just one
And foot eleven - maybe

barely shined on hime
But everyone still when
He whooped up on that boy way
For thinkin' that shot our little kicker
And they him out
Man, you should've, you should've hear me

I yelled mine that one
Got a wild-hair side and some
There's No surprise he's done
every last last bit of my old man's son
And I'll the blame
And him every time
Yeah man, he's mine and always be
The thing that ever happened to me
You turn it off like electricity
I will love him
And I'll take the
And him every time
Yes, sir he's
Thank god , mine

Songwriter: Casey Beathard, Tim James, O'Donnell