Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Country

There's a plastic stretched across a broken pane
You gotta the pots an' pans on the floor when it rains
There's a ten-point buck on my livin' room
A squirrel and two ducks are in the hall
That hole in my yard is a pit
A couple a year, we'll throw a hog in it
There's a four-wheel parked in my driveway
I'm a and active member of the NRA

Hey, I'm country, I was born and in it
And I'm country, my kind of livin'
White beans, greens, sweet tea, chicken and dumplings
Well, I get up every mornin' when the rooster
I stay out some nights until the cows home
I'm dog-runnin', deer-huntin', fish-catchin',
Hay-balin', country

Well, there's my mama in the rockin' chair by my screen
The red, white, and blue off of my front porch
my darlin' in the garden pickin' black eyed peas
Kids are bouncin' up and down on the
My truck cost less my champion 'coon dog
My neck is red, by the grace of god
My kids say, "Please, sir, you and ma'am"
I what I ain't, but I am what I am

Hey, I'm country, I was born and in it
And I'm country, my kind of livin'
White beans, collar greens, sweet tea, and dumplings
I get up every mornin' when the crows
I stay out some nights until the cows come
I'm dog-runnin', deer-huntin', fish-catchin',
Hay-balin', pea-pickin'

Yeah, I get up every mornin' when the rooster
I stay out some nights until the cows home
I'm dog-runnin', deer-huntin', fish-catchin',
Hay-balin', country

Yeah, I'm a-dog runnin', deer huntin', catchin', cow tippin'
Corn-pickin', cider-sippin', fight-startin',
Wife-lovin', gun-totin', hay-balin', country

Yeah, I guarantee you, I'm
I ain't scared to be country