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
sticker behind my head and my woman by my side
Tail-pipe's poppin', the rockin', "Country boy can survive"
If you got a with that, ha, ha, you can kiss my country ass

Well, I love Turkey calls, overalls, jeans
Smoke nothin' but reds
Tattoos up and my arms
And heads over my bed

My fought in World War Two
But my Daddy to Vietnam
And I scared to grab my gun
And fight for my
If you love the American flag
You can my country ass

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

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

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

If you're a home, backwoods redneck
Hey on, stand up and raise your glass
But if you ain't down with my crowd
You can kiss my ass

Well, I'm a sittin', guitar pickin', moonshine
backer juice spittin' country boy from the woods
And I love fried chicken and gill fishin'
And women and I wouldn't change if I could, no

I ain't to start no fight but I'll finish one every time
So you just your own damn business
the hell outta 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 my natural born, Redneck to the bone
Ever lovin' country ass, that's