Luyện nghe bài hát What Makes You Country

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

You could be a cowboy on the Texas
Or a plowboy on the rain
We're all a little different, but all the same
Everybody their own thing

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I got my road cred when I was 12
On a no cap tractor halling in
Backing in boats, fishing
bird docks through 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 your daddy and mama?
Where you converted by an Alabama on the radio?
That feels so
Did you eyes with a little green eyed girl from Jackson?
Tell me got ya, I just gotta know

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

Might be from a city or a little farm
Whatever of square that you drove around
Do you wear in on your sleeve or keep it deep
You you gotta let it out

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I got my dirt road cred back I was 12
On a no cap tractor in bales
Backing in boats, fishing land
Running bird docks through them Georgia
Step side cover down in dust
Friday spotlight, that was us
It might not've you, but I ain't judging
And just be proud of what makes you
makes you country

You do your country
doing they kind of country
I do my of country
makes us country