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

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

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

things 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 lasted too
We good at makin' good times
Find a field,spread the word, keep a burnin'
both ends of the night

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

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

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

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