Luyện nghe bài hát Georgia Clay

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

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

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

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

When life was more than living for the night
trying to steal a kiss on the tailgate of that ride
Good old days don't away
Just like Georgia clay

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

Ain't it funny how some things you back?

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

All everything
Every last
It's all back to me