Chord Growin Up Down There by Billy Currington

growin’ up down there capo 1st fret intro : A A A A that A red georgia clay , when mixed with the rain sure made for one nasty mess ah , but D here we are ridin’ high in that old truck of mine in A deep as we could get always E looking for a rut , tryin’ not to get stuck and slinging that mud everywhere , growin’ up down A there A me and my friends where the deep river bends had a long rope tied to a tree takin’ D turns on the swing , takin’ turns takin’ drinks and A i don’t mean iced tea A E good buzz later playing chicken with the gators way too young to be scared , growing up down A there walk up to D and those D tan little peaches , A turnin’ us on D keepin’ things hot all G summer long if D i could go back in A A second , i D swear well , i’d still be growin’ E up down A there well , A nothin’ go on never lasted to long we were good at makin’ good times find A D field , spread the word , keep a bonfire burnin’ through A both ends of the night had the E radio on , had a keg in the truck and tryin’ to get lucky somewhere growin’ up down A there walk up do D and those D tan little peaches , A turnin’ us on D keepin’ things hot all G summer long if D i could go back in A A second , i D swear well , i’d still be growin’ E up down A there fiddle solo and those D tan little peaches , A turnin’ us on D keepin’ things hot all G summer long if D i could go back in A A second , i D swear well , i’d still be growin’ E up down A there yeah , A lookin’ back it down seem D fair if you didn’t get to do your growin’ E up down A there