Luyện nghe bài hát This Ole Boy

She got her smile on, doggone, in the world's wrong
We're rolling down a country
She's my shotgun rider, I'm a dog beside her
My lips are where her go

She loves when we go to the and get in the water
And buddy, she's hotter than south Georgia in
Man, when I'm with her I get enough of her
I got to kiss her and I got to hug her and brother she's all mine

This ole boy got it going on, I got the Lord smiling on me
Her big blue eyes and the sweet red wine got me buzzing a bee
She's got her pretty head on my shoulder
Nobody else gets to hold her but ole boy

We're in my old Ford, oh Lord, holes in my floor
But she seem to mind
We in a hay field, fog up the windshield
My kind of killing

She sweetens my tea and my biscuit
I am who I am and she gets it, I ain't got to change a thing
I don't know if it could get any
But man, if it then I reckon I better get to picking out a ring

This ole boy got it going on, I got the Lord smiling on me
Her big blue eyes and the sweet red got me buzzing like a bee
She's got her little head on my shoulder
else gets to hold her but this ole boy

This ole boy got it going on, I got the Lord smiling on me
Her big blue eyes and a sweet red wine's got me like a bee
got her pretty little head on my shoulder
Nobody else get to hold her, ole boy, oh, this ole boy

She got her smile on, doggone, in the world's wrong