Luyện nghe bài hát Georgia Clay

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

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

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

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

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

All everything
Every memory
Man, it's all coming to me

it funny how some things take you back?

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 wash
Man, some things they don't change
Just like that clay

All everything
Every last
It's all coming to me