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

 A couple of guys in first class on  flight
 From New York to  Angeles
 Kinda  small talk killin' time
 Flirting with  flight attendants
 Thirty thousand  above, could be Oklahoma
 
 Just a bunch of square cornfields and  farms
 Man, it all looks the 
 Miles and miles  back roads and highways
 Connecting little towns with  names
 Who'd want to live down there, in the middle  nowhere
 
 They've never drove  Indiana
 Met the man who  that earth
 Planted that seed, busted his ass for you  me
 Or caught  harvest moon in Kansas
 They'd understand  God made
 Those  over states
 
 I bet that mile  Santa Fe
  train engineer's seen it all
 Just  that flatbed cowboy
 Stacking US Steel on a  day haul
  and rails under their feet
  that sounds like a first class seat
 
  the plains of Oklahoma
 With a windshield sunset  your eyes
 Like  watercolored painted sky
 You'll think  doors have opened
 You'll  why God made
 Those fly over 
 
 Take a ride  the badlands
 Feel that freedom on  face
 Breathe in all that  space
 Meet  girl from Amarillo
 You'll understand why God 
 You  even wanna plant your stakes
  those fly over states
 
 Have you ever  through Indiana
 On the  of Oklahoma
 Take a