Luyện nghe bài hát Georgia Clay

Ain't it funny how some things you back
And the here and now fades to black?
When I pull that blue tarp off of time machine
Man, it me

Seventeen old, runnin' on dumb luck
Spent the whole summer livin' in that truck
Them old tires covered in all that mud
Like it sticks with me in my

When life was nothing more living for the night
Just to steal a kiss on the tailgate of that ride
Good old days don't away
Just that Georgia Clay

one of my friends with a fake I.D.
Yeah, it me the hometown celebrity
Used to put her in in a vacant lot
And I still can't believe we never got

life was nothing more than living for the night
Just trying to steal a on the tailgate of that ride
old days don't wash away
Just like that Georgia

All over
Every last
Man, it's all back to me

Ain't it funny how some things take you

When life was nothing more living for the night
Just trying to steal a on the tailgate of that ride
Good old days don't away
Man, some things just don't change
Just that Georgia clay

All everything
Every memory
It's all back to me