Luyện nghe bài hát Radio Jam

There was a time when I drive
to the county line in daddy's
Picking up girls with the tags
To a Dairy Queen
Doin' 35 jammin' big 98
With your hair in the wind feet on the
A box of night crawlers and two poles in the back of a cab
Just fishing for love through the jam
So let the jam

So let the jam

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

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

So let the jam

If I could talk to all the artists who came through my muddy
While I was tailgating in a field with of my fists bleeding
'Cause I just got in a
And I thought I was gonna be in
When I walked in daddy's we looked at me and then he chuckled
He said "what's he like?"
I said "I know cause my adrenaline"
it was just me verses like 3 or 4 of them
But I let them get me
I slammed one on his
And Timmy chased the other guys with that wooden bat

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

So let that jam

Let the jam
Let the jam