Luyện nghe bài hát Growin' Up Down There

That red Georgia when mixed with the rain
Sure made for one mess
Ah, but we ridin' high in that old truck of mine
In deep as we get

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

Takin' turn on the swing, turns takin' drinks
And I don't iced tea
A good later playing chicken with the gators
Way too to be scared, growin' up down there
And those tan little turnin' us on

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

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

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

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

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

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