Luyện nghe bài hát What Makes You Country

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People talkin' 'bout is and what ain't country
What gives 'em a right to wear a of beat-up boots?
Is it the size of tires and your fires, or your wild ass buddies?
Well, give me a minute, let me hit you with hometown truth

You be a cowboy on the Texas plain
Or a waitin' on the rain
We're all a little different, but all the same
Everybody doin' own thing

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I got my dirt road cred I was 12
On a no cap halling in bales
Backing in boats, fishing
Running bird docks the Georgia pines
Step side cover down in dust
night spotlight, that was us
It might not've been you, but I ain't
be proud of what makes you country

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Does it run in blood?
Did it come from daddy and mama?
Where you by an Alabama song on the radio?
That so right
Did you lock eyes with a little green eyed girl from
Tell me got ya, I just gotta know

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Me, I got my Sunday learning in a level
Silver corn in a backyard dirt
for the fall to finally come along
So I can grab by gun and get my on
Step side cover down in peanut
night spotlight, that was us
It might not've you, but I ain't judging
Just be of what makes you country

Might be from a city or a farm town
Whatever kind of that you drove around
Do you wear in on your or keep it deep down?
You know you let it out

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I got my dirt road cred back I was 12
On a no cap tractor in bales
in boats, fishing land lines
Running bird docks through them pines
Step cover down in peanut dust
night spotlight, that was us
It might not've been you, but I judging
And just be proud of what makes you
Whatever makes you

You do your kinda
They they kind of country
I do my of country
Whatever makes us