Luyện nghe bài hát Kiss My Country Ass

Tearin' down a road, rebel flag flyin', coon dog in the back
bed loaded down with beer and a cold one in my lap
Earnhart sticker behind my and my woman by my side
Tail-pipe's poppin', the 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
nothin' but Marlboro reds
Tattoos up and down my
And heads over my bed

My Granddaddy in World War Two
But my Daddy went to
And I scared to grab my gun
And for my homeland
If you don't love the flag
You can kiss my ass

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

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

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

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

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

I ain't tryin' to start no fight but 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 with any of that
You can my natural born, Redneck to the bone
Ever country ass, that's right