Luyện nghe bài hát American Dream

I want a sunrise with in the way
Waking up on a field
broken, oh too late
Leading out to a dirt
And a with my last name
I want to step off my porch
And walk down to the

Where there no Monday morning rush
And there no one-hour break for lunch
The only ties are of bight
The only time clocks are the one's we

And there no place that you can't park
There ain't no streetlights after
No the front door up
And no sirens to interrupt my dream

I want to a coyote's footprints in the snow
Hear the of a John Deere with a varying bout to go
I wanna drive my baby in a short-bed Chevrolet
With the radio whatever it wants to play
Where there no Monday morning rush
And there ain't no break for lunch
The only ties are ties of
The only time clocks are the we wind

With no deadlocks breathing down your
No traffic backing up stress
No talking a cloud
And the Reno noise out my American dream

I just want to you a thousand miles from here
say the word babe, and we'll just disappear
To our American dream, our American
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