Luyện nghe bài hát It's What I Am

I got my first guitar I was just a boy
I was the blues instead of playin' with toys
Listenin' to the Opera and of the neon lights
So it was late to bed and early to
I worked the field all day and the crowd all
My finger on the and Nashville in my sights
I'm the thing, I sing songs about real life

And I never a fiddle called a violin
really worried if I fit in
Country ain't what I
It's I am
hat ain't something I wear for style
These boots have been a while
Country ain't I sing
It's I am

I learned to on a withered road
Use to the strip on Rock 'n' Roll
around on
Miles and miles of
And as I grew Daddy me how
To earn a living by the sweat of my
But he never me follow in his steps
He said work hard and let the good do the rest

And I never heard a fiddle called a
Never really if I fit in
Country ain't what I
what I am
This truck something I drive for style
These boots have around a while
Country ain't I sing
what I am