Luyện nghe bài hát It's What I Am

I got my guitar when I was just a boy
I was playing the blues of playing with toys
Listening to the Opry and daydreaming of those lights
So it was late to bed and to rise
I worked the field all day and the all night
My finger on the trigger and Nashville in my
I'm the real thing and I sing songs about life

And I heard a fiddle called a violin
Never really if I fit in
ain't what I sing it's what I am
This hat ain't something I for style
And these boots been around a while
Country what I sing it's what I am
I learned to on a red dirt road
Cruised the strip on and roll
And drove around on "Miles and of Texas"
And as I grew showed me how
To earn a living by the sweat of my
But he never made me follow in his
He said work hard and let the good do the rest
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