Luyện nghe bài hát Growin' Up Down There

That red Georgia clay when mixed with the
Sure made for one nasty
Ah, but we were ridin' high in that old of mine
In as we could get

looking for a rut, tryin' not to get stuck
And that mud everywhere, growin' up down there
Me and my friends the deep river bends
Had a long rope tied to a

Takin' on the swing, takin' turns takin' drinks
And I don't mean tea
A good buzz later playing chicken the gators
Way too young to be scared, growin' up there
And those tan little peaches us on

Keepin' things hot all long
If I could go in a second, I swear
Well, I'd be growin' up down there

Well, nothin' on never lasted too long
We were at makin' good times
Find a field,spread the word, a bonfire burnin'
Through ends of the night

Had the up, had a keg in the truck
And tryin' to get somewhere
Growin' up there
And tan little peaches turnin' us on

Keepin' it hot all summer
If I could go back in a second, I
Well, I'd still be growin' up there
And tan little peaches turnin' us on

Keepin' it hot all summer
If I go back in a second, I swear
Well, I'd be growin' up down there

Yeah, lookiin' back now, man, it don't fair
If you didn't get to do your growin' up down