Luyện nghe bài hát Georgia Brown

Way down in Georgia
to Augusta GA
Down where the trees grow
Where Elvis Presley used to
On the Friday
the sun was low
And the house was warm and
I'd pick up that guitar and start
And everything's
'bout...

Hey, hey, hey
Hey
Hey, hey, hey
Hey

We would to the music
Get that 6 way
And everybody in the was gettin' along
Oh on
You never somebody
So sweet and all in one
never seen the peaches kiss
So ripe, what I want
'bout...

[Chorus: ]Everybody's 'bout

down, going down
Going down, Miss Georgia

Well Brown was a dreamer
Oh what a
So she on a Greyhound bus
And headed straight for New City
The big city was rough and
It beat her down
She got the gig, she the crowd
the talk of the town
Now singing 'bout...

[Chorus: ] Everybody about

Going down, going
Going down, Georgia Brown

Hey, hey,
Do you remember me
I've been sitting on the porch
waiting to see
Your big old bus rollin'
around the bend
You to jump right out
my arms
We can play funk again
We

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Georgia
Brown
Come to me

Going down, going
Going down, Miss Brown
Going down, down
down, Miss Georgia Brown