Luyện nghe bài hát Kiss My Country Ass

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

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

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

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

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

Don't wear no fancy clothes, no ties or three suits
You can find me in my cap
My T-shirt and boots
If don't fit your social class
You can my country ass

If a down 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
Sippin' backer juice spittin' country boy the woods
And I fried chicken and blue gill fishin'
And outlaw women and I change if I could, no

I ain't tryin' to start no but I'll finish one every time
So you mind 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 with any of that
You can kiss my natural born, to the bone
Ever country ass, that's right