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
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
L.A. proved too much for the man (Too much for the man he couldn't make it) So he's leavin' the life He's come to know, ooh (He said he's goin') He said
What you see is what you get (Don't you know) Fishing for the answer with a line and sinker Look at me and don't forget (Don't you know) Hard to get a
Georgie,your love reminds me of a song When its new you put it on and its refrain you remember Georgie but when a songs been often played Another song
Georgie warum Iäßt du mich heut' allein müssen denn die Tränen sein die ich um dich oft weinte. Georgie du hast mir heute weh getan
Barefoot in the bed 'a your truck On a blanket lookin' up Half a moon peekin' down at us From underneath the clouds Teenage kids sneakin' out again Heard
Now come and listen to my story Story that I know is true 'Bout a rose that blooms in Georgia With hair of gold and a heart so true Way down in the Blue
Oh where, oh where were you last night? Looked for you at the county fair You were nowhere You were nowhere And I looked for you on the macon, georgia
See the engine puffing, boy she's making time That old trains wearing out the rail, rail, rail Heading for the mountain that she's got to climb Bringing
See that engine puffin' boy she's making time That old train's blowin' off the rail rail rail Headin' for the mountain that she's got to climb Bringin