Luyện nghe bài hát Radio Jam

There was a time I would drive
to the county line in truck
Picking up girls with the expired
To a Dairy Queen
Doin' 35 jammin' big 98
With your hair in the feet on the dash
A box of night crawlers and two in the back of a single cab
Just for love through the radio jam
So let the jam

So let the jam

Man we thought we were something that new Justin Moore bumpin
And off of some beers had like two bud lights in my stomach
Blowin but not inhalin,
We were just tryna be
Tryna impress the cheerleaders at our old school
We was doing burn outs getting
And the cops knew our names
warden gave us tickets for night fishing down at Cheatham Dam
No and no license
Just a couple of gas
And a for summer time and that new hot (hot) track

There was a when I would drive to the county line in daddy's line
Picking up girls with the expired
To a Dairy Queen date doing 35 jammin big 98
With your hair in the wind, feet on the
A box of night crawlers and two poles in the back of a cab
Just fishin' for through the radio jam
So let the jam

So let the jam

If I could talk to all the artists who came through my muddy
I was tailgating in a field with both of my fists bleeding
'Cause I got in a fight
And I thought I was gonna be in
When I walked in daddy's house we looked at me and he chuckled
He "what's he look like?"
I said "I know cause my adrenaline"
Plus it was just me like 3 or 4 of them
But I let them get me
I slammed one on his
And Timmy chased the other with that wooden ball bat

'Cause there was a time I would drive to the edge
Of that line
To a Dairy Queen doin' under 35 jammin big 98
With hair in the wind, feet on the dash
A box of night and two poles in a single cab
So let the jam

So let that jam

Let the jam
Let the jam