Luyện nghe bài hát Georgia Brown

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

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

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

[Chorus: ]Everybody's 'bout

Going down, down
Going down, Miss Georgia

Well Georgia Brown was a
Oh a pity
So she jumped on a bus
And headed straight for New York
The big was rough and tough
It almost beat her
She got the gig, she the crowd
She's the talk of the
Now singing 'bout...

[Chorus: ] Everybody sing

Going down, going
Going down, Miss Brown

Hey, hey,
Do you remember me
I've been sitting on the porch
Just to see
Your big old bus comes
Right around the
You need to right out
Into my
We can play that again
We

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Georgia
Brown
Come to me

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