Luyện nghe bài hát Growing Up Like That

I was 12 years old some bolts and a wrench, a piece of plywood that
Was 3/4 inch and daddy said son once your chores are one I'll you one
Of them Creosote barn pole. I went out in the with no cow patties,
Got some post diggers, and I got after it. Had some sun on my back and
A blister on my hand, but man I had a goal!

I dribbles ball till the grass was gone and the ground was brown and
Flat. Me and played horse and the cows all "mooed" and we laughed. I
Was lucky and I didn't even know it growing up that.

I learned the birds and the from the cats and the dogs, & a frog
Starts out as a pollywog. The blackberry cobbler is made from scratch,
And worth every one you get from the patch. I found out firewood will
Warm you twice, once you cut it and once when you light it. & I can't
Help but smile when I back, cause I was lucky and I didn't even know
It growin' up that.
There was an old wooden hind my grandpa's house where we threw our
Tatter peels and coffee grounds, say you want to catch long as your
Arm, son you gotta have a crawler farm. Well we'd sit on the dock and
a bottle of pop and catch a few and then head on back. Me and Daddy
Clean while the cats "meowed" and we laughed, I was lucky and I didn't
Even know it growing up that

I learned the birds and the bee's the cats and the dogs, & a frog
Starts out as a pollywog. The best blackberry cobbler is made scratch,
And worth every one you get from the briar patch. If you got sugar in
A hot hay loft and you can't believe y'all didn't get caught. You
Close your eyes and smile you look back, you were lucky and you didn't
Know it up like that.

Ya learned the birds and the bee's the cats and the dogs, and skinny
Dippin anything ya ever saw. The best blackberry cobbler is made from
Scratch, and worth every one you get the briar patch. Sometimes me and
Her still slip off to cozy little corner in the old hay loft, taste
That honeysuckle off her off the beaten path. Cause I'm lucky and baby
I know. I'm doin my best there to show. Now you never really do it
up like that.

You like good beer and pickin' guitar. & you really don't care about
a star, you just do it cause you love it and love it cause you do it.

Shuck cobs on the porch, till some buddies show up with (not sure
These words)

Can I get an Amen growin up that!