Biografía:
Billy Currington nació el 19 de Noviembre de 1973 en Savannah, Georgia. Cuando tenía un año y medio de edad su madre se caso con un hombre cuyo nombre era Larry Currington. La vida no fue fácil durante sus primeros años, pues su padrastro tenia un fuerte problema de adicción al alcohol, lo que causo grandes pleitos en la vida familiar.
Se mudo a Nashville después de la secundaria para seguir una carrera musical, pero su primer trabajo no duro mucho, así que volvió a Georgia, y trabajo cantando en un bar por un tiempo.
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- God Is Great Beer Is Good
- Good Directions
- Aint What It Used To Be
- All Day Long
- Bad Day Of Fishin
- Bring It On Over
- Closer Tonight
- Do I Make You Wanna
- Dont
- Dont It
- Drinkin Town With A Football Problem
- Enjoy Yourself
- Every Reason Not To Go
- Give It To Me Straight
- Good Night
- Growin Up Down There
- Hangin Around
- Hey Girl
- I Got A Feelin
- I Shall Return
- I Wanna Be A Hillbilly
- It Dont Hurt Like It Used To
- Jonesin
- Keep Your Hands To Yourself
- Let Me Down Easy
- Like My Dog
- Love Done Gone
- Love Me Like My Dog
- Lucille
- Must Be Doin Somethin Right
- Next Time
- Nowhere Town
- Off My Rocker
- One Way Ticket
- People Are Crazy
- Pretty Good At Drinkin Beer
- Shes Got A Way With Me
- Swimming In Sunshine
- Tangled Up
- That Changes Everything
- Thats How Country Boys Roll
- Time With You
- Until You
- Wake Me Up
- Walk A Little Straighter
- Walk On
- We Are Tonight
- When She Gets Close To Me
- Why Why Why
- Wingman
¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
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
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
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