Ain't it funny how some things take you back
And the here and now just fades to black
When I pull that blue tarp off of that time machine
Man, it hits me
Seventeen years old runnin' on dumb luck
Spent the whole damn summer livin' in that truck
Them ol' tires still covered in all that mud
Like it sticks with me in my blood
When life was nothin' more than livin' for the night
Just tryin' to steal a kiss on the tailgate of that ride
Good ol' days don't wash away
Just like that Georgia clay
Only one of my friends with a fake I'd
Yeah, it made me the hometown celebrity
Used to put 'er in park in a vacant lot
And I still can't believe we never got caught
When life was nothin' more than livin' for the night
Just tryin' to steal a kiss on the tailgate of that ride
Good ol' 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 nothin' more than livin' for the night
Just tryin' to steal a kiss on the tailgate of that ride
Good ol' days don't wash away
That some things, they just don't change
Just like that Georgia clay
All over everything
Every last memory
Man, it's all comin' back to me