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

 A couple  guys in first class on a flight
 From New York  Los Angeles
 Kinda making small talk  time
  with the flight attendants
 Thirty thousand feet above, could be 
 
 Just a  of square cornfields and wheat farms
 Man,  all looks the same
 Miles and  of back roads and highways
  little towns with funny names
 Who'd want to live down there,  the middle of nowhere
 
 They've  drove through Indiana
 Met the man who plowed  earth
 Planted that seed, busted his ass for you and 
  caught a harvest moon in Kansas
 They'd understand why God 
 Those fly over 
 
  bet that mile long Santa Fe
 Freight train engineer's seen  all
 Just like that flatbed 
 Stacking  Steel on a three day haul
 Roads and rails under their 
 Yeah, that sounds like a  class seat
 
 On the  of Oklahoma
 With a windshield sunset  your eyes
  a watercolored painted sky
 You'll  heavens doors have opened
  understand why God made
  fly over states
 
 Take a  across the badlands
 Feel  freedom on your face
 Breathe in all  open space
 Meet a  from Amarillo
 You'll understand why  made
 You might even  plant your stakes
  those fly over states
 
 Have you ever been  Indiana
  the plains of Oklahoma
 Take a