Luyện nghe bài hát What Makes You Country

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

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

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I got my road cred when I was 12
On a no cap tractor in bales
Backing in boats, landlines
Running bird docks through the Georgia
Step side cover in peanut dust
Friday night spotlight, was us
It might not've you, but I ain't judging
Just be proud of what makes you

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

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Me, I got my Sunday learning in a church
cream corn in a backyard dirt
Waiting for the to finally come along
So I can by gun and get my outside on
side cover down in peanut dust
Friday night spotlight, was us
It not've been you, but I ain't judging
Just be proud of what makes you

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

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I got my dirt road back when I was 12
On a no cap halling in bales
in boats, fishing land lines
Running bird through them Georgia pines
Step cover down in peanut dust
night spotlight, that was us
It might been you, but I ain't judging
And be proud of what makes you country
makes you country

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