Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Country

There's a plastic stretched across a window pane
You gotta dodge the an' pans on the floor when it rains
There's a ten-point buck on my room wall
A squirrel and two ducks are hangin' in the
That hole in my is a barbecue pit
A times a year, we'll throw a hog in it
There's a four-wheel drive in my driveway
I'm a and active member of the NRA

Hey, I'm country, I was born and in it
And I'm country, that's my of livin'
White beans, collar greens, tea, chicken and dumplings
Well, I get up every mornin' when the crows
I stay out some nights until the cows 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 eyed
Kids are up and down on the trampoline
My truck cost less my champion 'coon dog
My neck is painted red, by the of god
My kids say, "Please, sir, you and ma'am"
I ain't I ain't, but I am what I am

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

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

Yeah, I'm a-dog runnin', deer huntin', 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 country