Luyện nghe bài hát Growin' Up Down There

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

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

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

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

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

Had the radio up, had a keg in the
And to get licky somewhere
up down there
And those tan little turnin' us on

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

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

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