Luyện nghe bài hát Kiss My Country Ass

Tearin' down a dirt road, rebel flyin', coon dog in the back
Truck bed loaded down beer and a cold 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 calls, overalls, Wrangler jeans
nothin' but Marlboro reds
Tattoos up and down my
And deer heads my bed

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

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

Well, there's a whole lotta high-class out there
lookin' down on me
'Cause the club where I belong
Is a Honky Tonk 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 you're a down home, redneck
Hey come on, stand up and raise glass
But if you down with my outlaw crowd
You can my country ass

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

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

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