Luyện nghe bài hát He Wanted a Girl

He wanted a girl who hates roads
He a girl who cries porcelain tears
He wanted a girl who'd put on the door
To protect all those gemstones got in her ears

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

And we would
Barrel-assin' the gullies
Pitching tent and chewing
Showing off our scratches and scars

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

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

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

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

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

So I'll be the playin'
drinkin'
Girl who learned to live it