Luyện nghe bài hát More Trucks Than Cars

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

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

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

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

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