Cold was the night, hard was the ground
They found her in a small grove of trees
Lonesome was the place where Georgia was found
She`s too young to be out
On the street.
Why wasn`t God watching?
Why wasn`t God listening?
Why wasn`t God there for
Georgia Lee?
Ida said she couldn`t keep Georgia
From dropping out of school
I was doing the best that I could
But she kept runnin away from this world
These children are so hard to raise good
Why wasn`t God watching?
Why wasn`t God listening?
Why wasn`t God there for
Georgia Lee?
Close your eyes and count to ten
I will got and hid but then
Be sure to find me. I want you to find me
And we`ll play all over
We will play all over again
There`s a toad in the witch grass
There`s a crow in the corn
Wild flowers on a cross by the road
And somewhere a baby is crying
For her mom
As the hills turn from green back
To gold
Why wasn`t God watching?
Why wasn`t God listening?
Why wasn`t God there for
Georgia Lee?