🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Dirt - Florida Georgia Line

 You  your hands in it
  your roots in it
 Dusty head light, dance with your boots in it 
 You  her name on it
 Spin your tires  it
 Build your corn field, whiskey, bonfires on it 
  bet your life on it, yeah
 
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 It's that elm shade, red rust clay you  up on
 That plowed up ground, that your dad damned his  on
 That post game party field you  up on
 And when it  you get stuck on
 Drift a cloud back behind county roads  you run up
 And mud on  jeans that she peeled off and hung up
 Her blue-eyed  smile looks so good that it hurts
 Makes you wanna build a 10 percent down white picket fence house  this dirt
 
 You've  some sweat with it
 Taking a shovel  it
 You've stuck some crosses and some 
 Goal posts through  (dirt)
 You know  came from it (dirt)
 And some  you'll return to
 
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 You know you came from it and some day you'll return to 
 
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 Makes you wanna  a 10 percent down white picket fence house on this dirt
 
 You know you came from it and some day you'll return to