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 on and she reached and turned it
Said she couldn't stand the sound of a guitar

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

She like to play my kind of music
never heard a Waylon Jennings song
And she's been a fan of Willie Nelson
So there ain't no way in we'll 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 taste that bad"

Then I her if she'd heard of Alan Jackson
And she said, "Didn't he sing that called '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 of David Allan Coe
But she can't get enough of Whitney
And I'm thinkin' Lord, that's all I need to

it...

Dan the Man...

So when the was over, I walked her to her door
And I bid that an overdue farewell
And without a kiss, I jumped back in my truck
Turned on some Hank and cranked it as hell

Naw, she don't to play my kind of music
She don't "Sunday Mornin' Comin' 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 likes the Eagles
She name one hit by Johnny Cash
Naw, she like to play my kind of music
So I had to tell girl to kiss my ass