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

 A couple of guys in first class on a 
 From  York to Los Angeles
 Kinda making small talk  time
 Flirting with  flight attendants
 Thirty thousand feet  could be Oklahoma
 
 Just a bunch of  cornfields and wheat farms
 Man, it all looks the 
 Miles and miles of back roads and 
  little towns with funny names
 Who'd want to live down there, in the middle  nowhere
 
  never drove through Indiana
  the man who plowed that earth
 Planted that seed, busted his ass for  and me
 Or caught a harvest  in Kansas
 They'd understand why God 
 Those fly over 
 
 I bet that mile  Santa Fe
 Freight train engineer's seen it 
 Just like that  cowboy
 Stacking  Steel on a three day haul
 Roads and  under their feet
 Yeah, that sounds like a first  seat
 
  the plains of Oklahoma
  a windshield sunset in your eyes
 Like a watercolored painted 
 You'll think heavens doors  opened
 You'll understand  God made
  fly over states
 
  a ride across the badlands
 Feel  freedom on your face
 Breathe  all that open space
  a girl from Amarillo
 You'll understand why  made
 You might even wanna plant  stakes
 In those  over states
 
 Have  ever been through Indiana
 On the plains  Oklahoma
  a ride