🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Fly Over States - Jason Aldean

 A couple  guys in first class on a flight
 From  York to Los Angeles
  making small talk killin' time
 Flirting with  flight attendants
 Thirty thousand feet above, could be 
 
 Just  bunch of square cornfields and wheat farms
 Man, it  looks the same
 Miles and miles of back roads  highways
 Connecting little towns  funny names
 Who'd want to live down there, in  middle of nowhere
 
 They've  drove through Indiana
 Met the man  plowed that earth
 Planted that seed,  his ass for you and me
 Or caught a harvest moon  Kansas
 They'd understand why God 
 Those fly  states
 
 I bet that mile long Santa 
 Freight train  seen it all
 Just like  flatbed cowboy
  US Steel on a three day haul
 Roads and rails under their 
 Yeah, that sounds like a  class seat
 
 On the plains  Oklahoma
 With a windshield sunset in your 
 Like a watercolored  sky
 You'll think heavens  have opened
 You'll  why God made
 Those fly  states
 
 Take a  across the badlands
 Feel that  on your face
 Breathe in all  open space
 Meet a girl from 
 You'll understand  God made
 You might  wanna plant your stakes
  those fly over states
 
 Have  ever been through Indiana
 On the  of Oklahoma
 Take a