Luyện nghe bài hát Things You Don't Grow out Of

I still love the smell of mamas
somethings cookin on the stove
Still hug her neck when its to go
always tough
Oh, some things you dont grow out of

I made a name here in this
With my right arm the lights
And the trophies take me back to Friday nights
I bring myself to box em up
Yeah, therere things you dont grow out of

Like your mamas love, your dream
little town you had to leave
And all of those sweet
Of up wild and free

The Sunday morning, bells
The preachers words, the way it
And to this day I get my from up above
Yeah, therere some you dont grow out of

Im older now and Ive some things
Learned life can sure be mean
But I try not to let the rub off on me
I where I come from
therere some things you dont grow out of

Like the lessons learned from the time you
With your grandpa, you and him
The of another time
I go back there in my mind

To Sunday morning, bells
The preachers words, the way it
And to this day I get my from up above
Yeah, therere some things you grow out of
Yeah, therere some things you grow out of

Like your love, your biggest dream
That town you had to leave
And all of sweet memories
Of growing up wild and

And morning, ringing bells
The words, the way it felt
And to this day I get my help from up
Oh, therere things
Yes, therere some you dont grow out of
Yeah, therere some things you dont out of