🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Dirt - Florida Georgia Line

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