Luyện nghe bài hát He Wanted a Girl

He wanted a girl who dusty roads
He wanted a girl who porcelain tears
He a girl who'd put locks on the door
To protect all those she's got in her ears

But I am a girl who likes roads
'Cos I am a who enjoys the outside
Yeah, I was that girl who could up with him
And would him anywhere he chose to ride

And we ride
Barrel-assin' through the
Pitching and chewing jerky
Showing off our and favorite scars

Teachin' me to hold my
Coaxin' me to my fiddle
Makin' up songs and singin' them to the

Bick: Old Dan was a man
Vashti: Washed his in a fryin' pan
Bick: his hair with a wagon wheel
Vashti:
Wheel
Vashti:
Wheel
Both: And died with a in his heel

laugh ourselves to sleep
That's I can keep
something I can keep in my heart

But don't dress up in fancy new clothes
Hearts wear jewels or put locks on the door
Hearts are just drums go beatin' with wantin'
And he was the one that my heart for

He a girl who hates dusty roads
He found him a who hates dusty roads
Their hearts was to fit

So be the fiddle playin'
drinkin'
Girl who to live with it