Luyện nghe bài hát Radio Jam

There was a time when I would
to the county line in daddy's
Picking up girls with the tags
To a Queen date
under 35 jammin' big 98
With your hair in the wind on the dash
A box of crawlers and two poles in the back of a single cab
Just for love through the radio jam
So let the jam

So let the jam

Man we thought we were something with that new Moore bumpin
And buzzing off of some beers had two bud lights in my stomach
Blowin but not inhalin,
We were just be cool
Tryna impress the cheerleaders at our old school
We was burn outs getting tickets
And the knew our first names
Game warden gave us for night fishing down at Cheatham Dam
No and no license
a couple gallons of gas
And a love for summer time and that new hot (hot)

was a time when I would drive to the county line in daddy's line
Picking up with the tags expired
To a Dairy date doing under 35 jammin big 98
With your hair in the wind, on the dash
A box of night and two poles in the back of a single cab
Just fishin' for love the radio jam
So let the jam

So let the jam

If I could talk to all the who came through my muddy speakers
While I was tailgating in a field with both of my bleeding
I just got in a fight
And I thought I was gonna be in
When I in daddy's house we looked at me and then he chuckled
He "what's he look like?"
I "I don't know cause my adrenaline"
Plus it was just me verses like 3 or 4 of
But I let them get me
I slammed one on his
And Timmy chased the other guys with that ball bat

there was a time when I would drive to the edge
Of that county
To a Dairy Queen date doin' under 35 big 98
your hair in the wind, feet on the dash
A box of night crawlers and two poles in a cab
So let the jam

So let that jam

Let the jam
Let the jam