Luyện nghe bài hát Growin' Up Down There

That red Georgia clay mixed with the rain
Sure for one nasty mess
Ah, but we were ridin' high in that old truck of
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 friends the deep river bends
Had a rope tied to a tree

Takin' on the swing, takin' turns takin' drinks
And I don't mean tea
A good buzz 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 be growin' up down there

Well, nothin' on never lasted too long
We were good at good times
Find a field,spread the word, keep a bonfire
both ends of the night

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

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