Luyện nghe bài hát Kiss My Country Ass

Tearin' down a dirt road, rebel flag flyin', dog in the back
Truck bed loaded down with beer and a one in my lap
Earnhart sticker behind my head and my woman by my
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
Tattoos up and down my
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 for my homeland
If you don't love the flag
You can my country ass

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

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

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

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

Well, I'm a front-porch sittin', guitar pickin',
Sippin' backer juice spittin' country boy from the
And I love fried chicken and gill fishin'
And outlaw 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 mind your own 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 my natural born, Redneck to the bone
Ever lovin' country ass, that's