Luyện nghe bài hát Wrangled

If I had a dollar for every time he tracked his dirty
Across my kitchen floor
I'd be like those in the magazines
I wouldn't be under his no more

Bible a woman oughta know her place
Mine's out in the middle of all of this
Wild open

Between all of ropin' and ridin'
I might as well be hogtied and
Tired of wakin' up like I've been wrangled

I'd rather eat dirt than bake prize-winnin' cherry pie
The girls down in church can go to
Ironin' and keepin' babies quiet
no life, it's a livin' jail

Bible says a woman know her place
Mine's out in the middle of all of this
open space

Between all of ropin' and ridin'
I might as be hogtied and strangled
Tired of wakin' up feelin' like been wrangled

He's real tight with
Keeps his truck like a top
I've him to go 'til his hands are bloody
He ain't the of man who knows how to stop

says a woman oughta know her place
Mine's out here in the of all of this
open space

Between all of this ropin' and
I might as well be hogtied and
Tired of wakin' up feelin' like I've wrangled
of wakin' up feelin' like I've been wrangled