Luyện nghe bài hát Kiss My Country Ass

Tearin' down a road, rebel flag flyin', coon dog in the back
Truck bed loaded with beer and a cold one in my lap
Earnhart behind my head and my woman by my side
Tail-pipe's poppin', the rockin', "Country boy can survive"
If you got a problem with that, ha, ha, you can kiss my ass

Well, I love Turkey calls, overalls, jeans
Smoke but Marlboro reds
up and down my arms
And heads over my bed

My fought in World War Two
But my Daddy went to
And I ain't scared to my gun
And fight for my
If you don't love the American
You can kiss my ass

If you're a home, backwoods Redneck
Hey come on, stand up and raise glass
But if you ain't with my outlaw crowd
You can kiss my ass, aw yeah
Aw,

Well, there's a lotta high-class people out there
That's lookin' on me
'Cause the country club where I
Is a Honky Tonk three in the mornin'

Don't wear no fancy clothes, no ties or piece suits
You can me in my camouflage cap
My T-shirt and cowboy
If that don't fit your social
You can kiss my ass

If you're a down home, redneck
Hey on, stand up and raise your glass
But if you down with my outlaw crowd
You can my country ass

Well, I'm a sittin', guitar pickin', moonshine
Sippin' backer spittin' country boy from the woods
And I love chicken and blue gill fishin'
And outlaw women and I change if I could, no

I ain't tryin' to no fight but I'll finish one every time
So you mind your own damn business
Stay the hell mine, if you got a problem with that
You can my country ass

I said, "If you got a problem with any of
You can kiss my natural born, Redneck to the
Ever lovin' ass, that's right