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

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