Luyện nghe bài hát My Kind Of Music

Well, I met this I swore was close to perfect
I could see the ring, the dress and the whole yards
I had a country station on and she reached and it
Said she couldn't the sound of a steel guitar

We hit the town to catch an early
And ol' Kris Kristofferson played the role
I "That's my man," she said, "Who's he?"
I jumped up and said, "Girl, we go"

She don't to play my kind of music
She's never heard a Waylon song
And she's never been a fan of Willie
So there ain't no way in hell get along

She told me she country music's hokey
She said, "You dance to it and all the songs are sad"
I my eyebrow and said, "You must be jokin',
Ain't no excuse for havin' that bad"

Then I asked her if she'd heard of Alan
And she said, "Didn't he sing that called 'Where Were You'?"
I said, "Yeah, but girl, man's a livin' legend"
And she said, "Really? I he was new"

Naw, she don't like to play my of music
She's never heard of David Coe
But she can't get of Whitney Houston
And I'm thinkin' Lord, that's all I to know

it...

Dan the Man...

So when the was over, I walked her to her door
And I bid that girl an overdue
And a goodnight kiss, I jumped back in my truck
on some Hank and cranked it loud as hell

Naw, she like to play my kind of music
She don't know "Sunday Mornin' Down"
She can't see so cool about "He Stopped Lovin' Her Today"
Or "Angel Too Close to the Ground"

She told me that she sorta likes the
She couldn't name one hit by Cash
Naw, she don't like to my kind of music
So I had to that girl to kiss my ass