🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Dirt - Florida Georgia Line

 You get your hands  it
  your roots in it
 Dusty head  dance with your boots in it (dirt)
 You  her name on it
 Spin your tires on 
 Build your corn field, whiskey,  on it (dirt)
 You bet  life on it, yeah
 
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 It's that elm shade, red rust clay  grew up on
 That plowed up ground, that your dad damned his luck 
 That post game party field you circle  on
 And when it rains  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  summertime smile looks so good that it hurts
 Makes you wanna build a 10 percent  white picket fence house on this dirt
 
 You've mixed some sweat  it
  a shovel to it
 You've stuck some  and some painted
  posts through it (dirt)
 You know you came  it (dirt)
 And some day you'll return 
 
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 You know you came from  and some day you'll return to it
 
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 Makes you wanna build a 10 percent down white picket fence house on this 
 
 You know you came  it and some day you'll return to it