Paroles The Sound of Country Music par Justin Moore

It goes well with a fresh heartbreak
When she tells you that she's leaving
And it pairs with a long hard day
Or some fun out on the weekend
It feels like a hometown bar
Where they know your name
And it rings from this old guitar
I was born to play

The sound of country music
Draws the girls out to it
Heart-broke cowboys use it
Knowing it'll get 'em through it
Where there's singing
Where there's raising hell
There's apple bottoms swingin'
On some old dance floor
Wherever the good times roll
Where the beer is cold and the whiskey flows
The sound of country music goes

It goes one-four-five on a Friday night
And a four on the floor to feel it
It goes with a buzz whenever she wants
Or whenever she needs it
Yeah, it rolls out the windows, down the backroads
'Round here, everybody knows
The sound of country music
Draws the girls out to it
Heart-broke cowboys use it
Knowing it'll get 'em through it
Where there's singing
Where there's raising hell
There's apple bottoms swingin'
On some old dance floor
Wherever the good times roll
Where the beer is cold and the whiskey flows
The sound of country music goes

Yeah, it comes out the side doors
Rattles the dashboards
Rolls out the windows
Down the backroads
'Round here everybody knows

The sound of country music
Draws the girls out to it
Heart-broke cowboys use it
Knowing it'll get 'em through it
Where there's singing
Where there's raising hell
There's apple bottoms swingin'
On some old dance floor
Wherever the good times roll
Where the beer is cold and the whiskey flows
The sound of country music goes
On and on, and on and on
I could sing this song all night long
From the break of dawn 'til the day I'm gone
And the sound of country music goes