Luyện nghe bài hát World To Me

It's a middle of nowhere, nobody comes here
You're either born and raised and you stay or you turn around
on, court house, stop light blinking
Four wheels, corn fields, I know what thinking

Who'd wanna in this place
Who'd suffer the fate
Of a life spent pulling a plow through the
Who'd wanna put down roots in a blue collar
We do, and a few of us know what worth
A little dot on a map it might be
But the world to me

I know these and hills and fields down to every square inch
I every name sprayed in Dupont paint on that bridge
Had my first kiss, learned to shift gears on these back
All that and all of this makes me one of

Who'd wanna in this place
Who'd wanna suffer the
Of a spent pulling a plow through the dirt
wanna put down roots in a blue collar suit
We do, and a few of us know what worth
A buckshot dot on a map it might be
Oh, but the world to me

It's those Friday night
Tavern on Main
Where we got a beer after a hard day's work
It's who we are and through
From our to our boots
It's the truth, and we all know what worth
A little buckshot dot on a map it be
But the world to me

Oh, the to me