Georgia, Georgia Georgia, Georgia We on the grind in Georgia All the time, it ain't Nothin' on my mind but Georgia We ain't playin' witcha We on the
Georgia, georgia, the whole day through Just an old sweet song keeps georgia on my mind Georgia, oh georgia, a song of you Comes as sweet and clean as
Georgia, Georgia The whole day through (The whole day through) Just an old sweet song Keeps Georgia on my mind (Georgia on my mind) I said a Georgia,
(Bobby Russell) He was on his way home from candle top Been two weeks gone and he thought he'd stop At Web's and have him a drink for he went home to
Georgia, Georgia The whole day through An' just an old sweet song Keeps Georgia on my mind Georgia, Georgia A song of you Comes as sweet and clear As
Well the Devil went down to Georgia He was lookin' for a soul to steal He was in a bind 'cause he was way behind And he was willin' to make a deal When
I just bought a brand new I'm bout to run the mile So sharp it caused an accident 30 car pile up I don't like used cars I like brand new I don't like
Tall trees in Georgia They grow so high They shade me so And sadly walking Through the thicket I go The sweetest love I ever had, I left aside Because
She moved south as a child She moved from the Jersey Shore Such a [Incomprehensible] the ocean But she don?t recall much more She loved the contagious
Driving into Santa Fe Dreaming of the day I'll make it mine That day is coming Ani DiFranco on the tape player Thinking of the things I'd say to her
No gal made, has got a shade on sweet Georgia Brown Two left feet but oh so neat, has sweet Georgia Brown They all sigh and wanna cry for sweet Georgia
As I walked out over London bridge One misty morning early, I overheard a fair pretty maid Was lamenting for her Geordie. Ah, my Geordie will be
My pocket all swoll', my rims all chrome When I hit the club everything goes Bottles in the air, put your lighters in the air But when I'm in here, I
Well, you can see her walkin' down on Peachtree Street She got high-heeled shoes and a dot on her cheek She's lookin' good, she's headed downtown Ain'
Way down south round Macon Georgia, where the sweetest peaches grow. I wondered there to take my chances, Twenty some odd years ago. I?ll not forget
Hoverin' by my suitcase Tryin' to find a warm place to spend the night A heavy rain is fallin' Seems I hear your voice callin', "It's all right" Rainy
Georgia, Georgia, it's been many miles Since I've seen your fallen smile Close up and personal Your arsenal of excuses, you never told her When you walked
Nick Reynolds/Bob Shane/John Stewart Way down in Columbus, Georgia, that's where I don't want to be. Hey, way down in Columbus stockade. Take me back