Luyện nghe bài hát Sticks

I was in the sticks
That's where I get my
with my buddies
Boots and dog and all muddy

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

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

Kind that ain't afraid of
grease and good clean dirt
Taste of made from corn
You your Sundays for the Lord
It's a chance you were born and

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

Cold drinks chillin' in the
Gods green earth for sink
You feel at home a crowd of hicks
That were in the sticks

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

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

Raised in the
And that's they get their kicks
Tailgatin' their buddies
Boots and dog and all muddy

Cold drinks in the creek
Gods green earth for your
You feel at home a crowd of hicks
That raised in the sticks

Tailgatin' with buddies
Boots and dogs and tires all

Cold chillin' in the creek
Gods green earth for the
They feel at home around a crowd of
were raised in the sticks
Yeah, raised in the sticks