🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Dirt - Florida Georgia Line

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