LYRICS
作曲 : Alan Jackson
And she loves the music
Tells her tales of her heart
And she listens closely
To the beat and the parts
She likes the songs that make her cry
The ones that take her up and make her high
She likes the hip-hop, she loves to rock it
She's got country on her iPod in her pocket
She loves the guitar, she likes the fiddle
She even likes the ones where they just talking rhymin' riddles
And she sings along as she's drivin' home
Knowin' all along
Her life's a song
And she likes the songs to take her back, make her warm
Sometimes she just wants to dance and move on
She taps her feet or sheds a tear,
Play that guitar or raises a beer
She likes the hip-hop, she loves to rock it
She's got country on her iPod in her pocket
She loves the guitar, she likes the fiddle
She even likes the ones where they just talking rhymin' riddles
And she sings along as she's drivin' home
Knowin' all along
Her life's a song
At times it seems they know just how she feels
A broken heart or a love song that kills
She likes the hip-hop, she loves to rock it
She's got country on her iPod in her pocket
She loves the guitar, she likes the fiddle
She even likes the ones where they just talking rhymin' riddles
And she sings 'em all as she's drivin' home
Knowin' all along, her life's a song
She likes the hip-hop, she loves to rock it
She's got country on her iPod in her pocket
She loves the guitar, she likes the fiddle
She even likes the ones where they just talking rhymin' riddles
And she sings 'em all as she's drivin' home
Knowin' all along, her life's a song
Yeah, her life's a song
Yeah, her life's a song
She sings along
Cause her life's a song
Yeah, a song