Luyện nghe bài hát Growin' Up Down There

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

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

Takin' turn on the swing, takin' turns drinks
And I mean iced tea
A good later playing chicken with the gators
Way too young to be scared, growin' up there
And those tan little turnin' us on

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

Well, nothin' going on never too long
We were good at makin' times
a field,spread the word, keep a bonfire burnin'
Through both 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

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

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

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