Luyện nghe bài hát More Trucks Than Cars

Out here on the backside of that city limit where the world turns two lanes
Pretty girl working at the bank and the fella toppin' off your knows your name
Water tower, lines, swimming holes rusty old RC cola sign
And county fairs, raise your hands up if you've been

Where there's biscuits, grits and gravy and the calls you baby
And the like a streetlight on a summer night.
We say ya and amen, yeehaw, and y'all come back again
And pray that our boys come home
And when Old flies, we still hold our hands over our hearts
there's more trucks than cars.

Well, I've been there on the of them big city streets
In my Ford truck, traffic jam in the square
Told my living up there, good luck
Meanwhile back in we're raising our babies and our own green beans
Kicking up dust, on down when you had enough

Where there's biscuits, grits and gravy and the waitress you baby
And the starlight's like a on a summer night.
We say ya and amen, yeehaw, and y'all come back again
And pray that our boys come home
And when Old Glory flies, we still hold our hands our hearts
Where there's trucks than cars.

Where biscuits, grits and gravy, your pretty waitress calls you baby
And the starlight's like a streetlight on a night.
We say hell ya and amen, yeehaw, and y'all back again
And pray that our boys home alive
And when Old Glory flies, we still hold our over our hearts
Where more trucks than cars.
Where there's more trucks cars.