Luyện nghe bài hát Growin' Up Down There

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

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

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

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

Well, nothin' on never lasted too long
We good 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

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

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