BILLY CURRINGTON LYRICS - Growin' Up Down There

"Growin' Up Down There"



That red Georgia clay when mixed with the rain

Sure made for one nasty mess

Ah, but we were ridin' high in the old truck of mine

In deep as we could get

Always lookin' for a rut, tryin' not to get stuck

And swingin' that mud everywhere, growin' up down there



Me and my friends where the deep river bends

Had a long rope tied to a tree

Takin' turns on a swing, takin' turns takin' drinks

And I don't mean iced tea

A good buzz later playin' chicken with the gators

Way too young to be scared, growin' up down there



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And those tan little peaches turnin' us on

Keepin' things hot all summer long

If I could back in a second I swear

Well, I'd still be growin' up down there



Well, nothin' going on ever lasted too long

We were good at makin' good times

Find a field spread the word keep a bonfire burnin'

Through both ends of the night

Had the radio up, had a keg in a truck

Tryin' to get lucky somewhere

Growin' up down there



And those tan little peaches turnin' us on

Keepin' things hot all summer long

If I could back in a second I swear

Well, I'd still be growin' up down there



And those tan little peaches turnin' us on

Keepin' things hot all summer long

If I could back in a second I swear

Well I'd still be growin' up down there



Yeah, lookin' back now man it don't seem fair

If you didn't get to do your growin' up down there