Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Country

There's a plastic stretched across a window pane
You gotta the pots an' pans on the floor when it rains
There's a ten-point buck on my livin' room
A squirrel and two are hangin' in the hall
That hole in my yard is a pit
A couple times a year, throw a hog in it
a four-wheel drive parked in my driveway
I'm a proud and active of the NRA

Hey, I'm country, I was born and in it
And I'm country, that's my of livin'
beans, collar greens, sweet tea, chicken and dumplings
Well, I get up mornin' when the rooster crows
I stay out some until the cows come home
I'm dog-runnin', deer-huntin', fish-catchin',
Hay-balin', pea-pickin'

Well, there's my mama in the chair by my screen door
The red, white, and blue off of my front porch
There's my darlin' in the garden pickin' black peas
Kids are bouncin' up and down on the
My truck cost than my champion 'coon dog
My neck is red, by the grace of god
My say, "Please, sir, thank you and ma'am"
I what I ain't, but I am what I am

Hey, I'm country, I was born and in it
And I'm country, that's my of livin'
White beans, collar greens, sweet tea, and dumplings
I get up every when the rooster crows
I stay out some nights until the cows come
I'm dog-runnin', deer-huntin', fish-catchin',
Hay-balin', country

Yeah, I get up every when the rooster crows
I stay out some nights the cows come home
I'm dog-runnin', deer-huntin', fish-catchin',
Hay-balin', country

Yeah, I'm a-dog runnin', huntin', fish catchin', cow tippin'
Corn-pickin', cider-sippin', fight-startin',
Wife-lovin', gun-totin', hay-balin', pea-pickin'

Yeah, I you, I'm country
I ain't scared to be neither