Georgia Clay - Josh Kelley

Ain’t it funny how some things take you back

And the here and now just fades to black

When I pulled that blue tarp off that time machine

Man, it hits me

Seventeen years old runnin' on dumb luck

Spent the whole darn summer livin' in that truck

Them old tires still covered in all that mud

Like it sticks with me in my blood

When life was nothing more than living for the night

Just try’na steal a kiss on the tailgate of that ride

Good ole days don’t wash away, just like that Georgia clay

Only one of my friends with a fake ID

It made me the hometown celebrity

Used to put her in park in a vacant lot

Yeah still cant believe we never got caught

When life was nothing more than living for the night

Just try’na steal a kiss on the tailgate of that ride

Good ole days don’t wash away, just like that Georgia clay

All over everything

Every last memory

Man it’s all comin' back to me

Ain’t it funny how some things take you back

When life was nothing mre than living for the night

Just try’na steal a kiss on the tailgate of that night

Good ole days don’t wash away, that’s some things they just don’t change

Just like that Georgia clay

All over everything

Every last memory

It’s all comin' back to me