Workin' with the rhythm of the train
The wind accompanies imagination's old refrain
And Honey, true, it's driftin' to the Georgia morning rain
Yeah, Honey, it's wakin' again

We have now been weaved into the vines
We must now unravel, tease a story from the lines
Told her I'd be leavin' from the city otherwise
From our legend to the Georgia of my mind

And suddenly she goes from shakin' to "No, no, no," then
Suddenly she knows I'm breakin' but won't say so, then
Suddenly she goes, "Go"

Sweet as tea since I been fallin' for ya
Evergreen since I been all your man
Never cruised the midnight blues before ya
'Cause we know nothin' sings like Georgia can

Then suddenly she goes from shakin' to "Right, right, right, dear"
Suddenly she's "No more livin' to die, die, die here"
Then suddenly she cries, "Georgia..."

40 years of virtue and He'll take me
40 miles of pavement and we'll find
What we lost when we crossed the Alabama line
For the Georgia we left behind

If we repair, it leaves us there - in character for good
But honey, yeah Honey - I think we should

Copyright: O/B/O DistroKid
Writer(s): Nick Barnes