Luyện nghe bài hát If That's Country

Straight out of Nashville, heres your next big
He write the songs he sings, but he knows the words by heart.
Wears a cowboy hat, and some blue jeans,
And he struts around the stage like hes the coolest thing youve seen.

Oh you love him!

He looks like a super model, knows how to a pose
And he dont the makeup, as long as no one knows.
And hes got that grin, and talks with a southern drawl,
like Toby Keith, but sounds a lot like Tim McGraw

But if hes country Ill kiss ass,
And throw all my Willie records in the trash.
Hes the same old shit in a slightly bag,
But if hes country, then countrys pretty bad.

I watch CMT
Naw that shit me sick.
And ole Kenny Chesney,
a hypocrite.

Hell hes country,
But he in the Caribbean.
all about the islands now,
What happened to the

Aw if hes country ill kiss ass
Throw all my Johnny records in the trash
Hes all about cuz image pays the bucks,
Aw but if hes country, then country really sucks.

What to the outlaws,
Who afraid to cross the line.
What to the workin man,
Who sang the truth about troubled lives.

I was raised in Georgia, in a one red town.
And my daddy picked guitar in honky tonk around.
And he taught me all the stuff,
solid country gold, but now I love it all from hip-hop to rock and roll

And to thank country, well I dont a damn
My daddy me to be own kinda man
He Son you dont have to go along with the crowd aw
So if I aint country Im pretty frickin proud
Oh I dont need their labels anyhow