Georgia Clay

Josh Kelley

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Tom:
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 Chorus
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 Chorus
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? Chorus
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
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Composição: Charles Kelley, Josh Kelley e Clint Lagerberg

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