Luyện nghe bài hát Sticks

I was in the sticks
That's I get my kicks
Tailgatin' my buddies
and dog and tires all muddy

Cold chillin' in the creek
green earth for my sink
I feel at home around a crowd of

If you're on your before the sun comes up
And out there in truck
Makin' hay rain or
a sweat before day light

Kind that afraid of work
Elbow and good clean dirt
Taste of whiskey made corn
You save your Sundays for the
It's a chance you were born and

Raised in the
where you get your kicks
Tailgatin' with buddies
Boots and dog and tires all

Cold drinks in the creek
Gods green for your sink
You feel at home around a of hicks
That were in the sticks

How 'bout them in baseball caps
Ponytails goin though the
T-shirts tied up in a
Holey jeans and old flops

Bet they some fishin' holes
They sure cut down some old dirt
How to lock and a gun
She'll shoot you straight, me son
I'm so I found me one

Raised in the
And where they get their kicks
Tailgatin' with their
Boots and dog and tires all

Cold chillin' in the creek
Gods green earth for your
You feel at home around a of hicks
were raised in the sticks

Tailgatin' with their
and dogs and tires all muddy

Cold chillin' in the creek
Gods green earth for the
feel at home around a crowd of hicks
That raised in the sticks
Yeah, we're raised in the