Luyện nghe bài hát High Horses

Written by John Rich / Julian Bunetta / Daly

Everybody knows Shania ain't country
That's what they used to say about Cash
And Brooks shouldn't be smashing those guitars
But a hundred million ain't bad

And all the girls say wanna be like Dolly
Pardon me but I it's Sheryl Crow
If you ask me I say screw all the
Cause it's all about moves your soul

And I think it's we climbed off our high horses
Who's to say whose or wrong
I think 'bout time that we all get together
our glasses and sing along

Well I Patsy and I like Bob Marley
He about one love, one love
And sometimes I fly an eagle
With Steve playing in my pickup truck

And the country like that Kid rockin' in Detroit
Cause he's got about as southern soul as ole Hank
And who'd of ever thought that Mr. Kenny
Would be all the way to the bank

Repeat

Well everybody's got their little
It's either too much of this or not enough of
Why can't we live life the way we want to live it
And got off each others

Repeat

Everybody knows that Shania ain't