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

 A  of guys in first class on a flight
 From New York to Los 
 Kinda making  talk killin' time
 Flirting with  flight attendants
 Thirty thousand feet above,  be Oklahoma
 
  a bunch of square cornfields and wheat farms
  it all looks the same
 Miles and miles  back roads and highways
 Connecting little  with funny names
 Who'd want to live down  in the middle of nowhere
 
 They've  drove through Indiana
 Met the  who plowed that earth
 Planted that seed, busted  ass for you and me
 Or caught a  moon in Kansas
 They'd understand why  made
  fly over states
 
 I bet that  long Santa Fe
 Freight train engineer's seen it 
 Just like that  cowboy
 Stacking  Steel on a three day haul
 Roads  rails under their feet
 Yeah, that  like a first class seat
 
 On the plains  Oklahoma
  a windshield sunset in your eyes
  a watercolored painted sky
 You'll think heavens  have opened
 You'll understand  God made
 Those fly over 
 
 Take  ride across the badlands
 Feel  freedom on your face
  in all that open space
  a girl from Amarillo
 You'll understand  God made
 You  even wanna plant your stakes
 In  fly over states
 
 Have you ever been  Indiana
  the plains of Oklahoma
  a ride