Luyện nghe bài hát Growin' Up Down There

That red Georgia clay when mixed the rain
made for one nasty mess
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 slinging that mud everywhere, 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 buzz later playing chicken with the gators
Way too to be scared, growin' up down there
And those tan peaches turnin' us on

Keepin' things hot all long
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 at makin' good times
a field,spread the word, keep a bonfire burnin'
Through ends of the night

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

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

it hot all summer long
If I go back 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 growin' up there