Luyện nghe bài hát Plowboy

Theres a lot of small towns in world
Just like the one I came from
Where any dream you is just a dream
It aint nothin that can truly be

Well, Im gonna tell y'all a little
About the day I set out to
As I was up and sayin my goodbyes
redneck Einstein said to me

Well, I see ya packed up suitcase
And I seen ya it in the truck
off to the big town, are ya?
Well, son I ya luck

Now I dont to bust your bubble
But boy the way thinkings wrong
Go on out and chase that dream of yours
Youll be back before too

'Cause you a
You no city boy
Yeah, you born with dirty hands

Yeah, you a
And thinking silly, boy
Just tryin to ya understand

What you better do is, put them over-alls on
Go on out and fix that old barn
your far fetched fantasies to yourself
Go fetch a load of feed, down at the country

yet, go on, have at it
Go see how you can fly
But you best be back when that green leaf in, boy
Were gonna need help come July

you a plowboy
You aint no boy
Yeah, you were born with hands

Yeah, you a
And thinking silly, boy
tryin to make ya understand

Well, now here I am, a few later
Come a long way from old farm
Ive got stocks and bonds and a house with a pump
Got a Rolex on my arm

Well, Id to ask him what the taste of crow is like
An see him face the that he was wrong
Ya see, I knew where I was headed
But I forgot where I was from

Im a plowboy
I no city boy
Oh, I was born with dirty

at me now, boy
is a pity, boy
I couldnt ya understand

Go that cow, boy
And that wood splittin, boy
And you best get to balin hay

Yeah, Im a
Well, now whos silly, boy
From now on, be what you say

Ya
Yeah,