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

 A couple of guys in first  on a flight
 From New York to Los 
 Kinda making small talk killin' 
 Flirting with the flight 
  thousand feet above, could be Oklahoma
 
 Just a bunch of  cornfields and wheat farms
 Man, it all looks  same
 Miles  miles of back roads and highways
 Connecting little towns with  names
 Who'd want to live down there, in the middle  nowhere
 
  never drove through Indiana
  the man who plowed that earth
  that seed, busted his ass for you and me
 Or caught a harvest moon  Kansas
  understand why God made
 Those fly  states
 
 I bet  mile long Santa Fe
 Freight  engineer's seen it all
 Just  that flatbed cowboy
 Stacking US Steel  a three day haul
 Roads and rails under  feet
 Yeah, that sounds like a first class 
 
 On  plains of Oklahoma
 With a windshield sunset  your eyes
 Like a watercolored  sky
 You'll think heavens doors have 
 You'll understand  God made
 Those fly over 
 
 Take a ride  the badlands
 Feel that freedom on your 
 Breathe in all that open 
 Meet a  from Amarillo
  understand why God made
 You  even wanna plant your stakes
 In those fly  states
 
 Have you ever  through Indiana
 On the plains  Oklahoma
  a ride