Luyện nghe bài hát He Wanted a Girl

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

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

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

Teachin' me to hold my
Coaxin' me to play my
Makin' up songs and them to the stars

Old Dan was a funny man
Vashti: Washed his face in a pan
Bick: Combed his hair with a wheel
Vashti:
Wheel
Vashti:
Bick:
And died with a toothpick in his heel

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

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

He wanted a who hates dusty roads
He found him a who hates dusty roads
Their was meant to fit

So be the fiddle playin'
Bourbon
Girl who learned to with it