Georgia Clay

Capo 2 C#m B A E 2x Verse 1 E Ain’t it funny how some things take you back? C#m And the here and now just fades to black A When I pull that blue tarp off of that time machine B Man, it hits me E Seventeen years old running on dumb luckaa C#m E Spent the whole damn summer,.- C#m Living in that truck A Them old tires still covered in that mud A Like it sticks with me, in my blood [Refrão] B A B A When life was nothing more than living for the night B A B A C#m Just trying to steal a kiss on a tailgate of that ride B A Good old days don’t wash away A Just like that Georgia Clay C#m B A E Verse 2 E Only one of my friends with a Fake I.D. C#m It made the hometown celebrity A Used to put her in park in a vacant lot A And I still can’t believe we never got caught [Refrão] B A B A When life was nothing more than living for the night B A B A C#m Just trying to steal a kiss on a tailgate of that ride B A Good old days don’t wash away A Just like that Georgia clay C#m B A B A Bridge A C#m B A B A All over everything, every last memory C#m B A B F# F# A Man it’s all coming back to me… B A E B A E Ain’t it funny how some things take you back? [Refrão] B A B A When life was nothing more than living for the night B A B A C#m Just trying to steal a kiss on a tailgate of that ride B A Good old days don’t wash away C#m B A Man, some things they just don’t change A Just like that Georgia clay C#m B A E E C#m B A E All over everything, every last memory, C#m B A E E C#m B A E It’s all coming back to me