Luyện nghe bài hát What Makes You Country

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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