Luyện nghe bài hát Radio Jam

There was a time when I would
to the county in daddy's truck
Picking up girls with the expired
To a Dairy date
under 35 jammin' big 98
With your hair in the wind feet on the
A box of crawlers 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 were something with that new Justin Moore
And buzzing off of beers had like two bud lights in my stomach
smoke but not inhalin,
We were just tryna be
impress the cheerleaders at our old high school
We was doing 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 and that new hot (hot) track

There was a time when I 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 crawlers and two poles in the of a single cab
Just fishin' for 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 with both of my fists bleeding
'Cause I got in a fight
And I I was gonna be in trouble
When I walked in house we looked at me and then he chuckled
He "what's he look like?"
I said "I don't know my adrenaline"
Plus it was me verses like 3 or 4 of them
But I let them get me
I one on his head
And Timmy chased the other guys with that wooden bat

'Cause there was a time I would drive to the edge
Of that line
To a Queen date doin' under 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