Luyện nghe bài hát Radio Jam

There was a time when I would
to the line in daddy's truck
up girls with the tags expired
To a Dairy date
Doin' under 35 big 98
With your hair in the feet on the dash
A box of night and two poles in the back of a single cab
fishing for love through the radio jam
So let the jam

So let the jam

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

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

So let the jam

If I could talk to all the artists who through my muddy speakers
While I was in a field with both of my fists bleeding
I just got in a fight
And I thought I was gonna be in
When I walked in house we looked at me and then he chuckled
He "what's he look like?"
I said "I don't 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 chased the other guys with that wooden ball bat

'Cause there was a time when I would to the edge
Of that county
To a Dairy date doin' under 35 jammin big 98
With your hair in the wind, feet on the
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