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