Luyện nghe bài hát My Kind Of Music

Well, I met this girl I swore was to perfect
I could see the ring, the dress and the whole yards
I had a country station on and she and turned it
Said she stand the sound of a steel guitar

We hit the to catch an early movie
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 Jennings song
And never been a fan of Willie Nelson
So there ain't no way in we'll get along

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

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

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

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Dan the Man...

So when the night was over, I walked her to her
And I bid that girl an overdue
And without a goodnight kiss, I jumped in my truck
on some Hank and cranked it loud as hell

Naw, she don't to play my kind of music
She don't "Sunday Mornin' Comin' Down"
She see what's so cool about "He Stopped Lovin' Her Today"
Or "Angel Flying Too to the Ground"

She told me that she likes the Eagles
She couldn't name one hit by Johnny
Naw, she like to play my kind of music
So I had to tell that to kiss my ass