Luyện nghe bài hát Georgia Brown

Way down south in
Close to GA
Down the peach trees grow
Where Elvis Presley to stay
On the Friday
the sun was low
And the was warm and bright
I'd up that guitar and start play
And alright
'bout...

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

We would to the music
Get 6 string way
And everybody in the house was gettin'
Oh on
You seen somebody
So and dirty all in one
I've never seen the kiss
So ripe, that's what I
'bout...

[Chorus: ]Everybody's talkin'

Going down, going
down, Miss Georgia Brown

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

] Everybody sing about

Going down, down
Going down, Georgia Brown

Hey, hey,
Do you remember me
been sitting on the front porch
Just to see
Your big old bus rollin'
Right around the
You need to right out
my arms
We can play that funk
We

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Georgia
Brown
Come to me

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