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