Georgia
Georgia
the whole day through.
Just an old sweet song
keeps Georgia on my mind.
Talkin` `bout Georgia
I`m in Georgia.
A song of you comes as sweet and clear
as moon light through the pines.
Other arms reach out to me.
Other eyes smile tenderly.
Still in peaceful dreams I see
the road leads back to you.
Georgia
sweet Georgia
no peace I find.
Just an old sweet song
keeps Georgia on my mind.
Just an old sweet song
keeps Georgia on my mind.
