Luyện nghe bài hát Georgia Clay

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

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

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

Only one of my with a fake I.D.
Yeah, it me the hometown celebrity
Used to put her in park in a lot
And I still believe we never got caught

When life was nothing more than for the night
Just trying to steal a kiss on the tailgate of ride
Good old days wash away
Just like Georgia clay

All over
Every memory
Man, all coming back to me

Ain't it funny how things take you back?

When life was nothing more 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 that Georgia clay

All everything
Every memory
all coming back to me