Luyện nghe bài hát Growin' Up Down There

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

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

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

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

Well, nothin' going on lasted too long
We good at makin' good times
Find a field,spread the word, a bonfire burnin'
both ends of the night

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

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

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

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