Lyrics:
Georg Klein

Now come and listen to my story A story that I know is true A little rose that bloomed in Georgia With hair of gold and a heart so true Way down in

Where does a little tear come from? Where does a little tear come from? It comes from a heart that's been broken apart That's where a little tear comes

I guess you think it's fun to laugh at her expense And point out each mistake she makes in front of all your friends You figure she'll let it go by 'cause

life was nothing more than living for the night Just trying to steal a kiss on the tailgate of that ride Good old days don't wash away Just like that Georgia

Why'd she have to look so beautiful? Why'd she have to pick this place? I hope she brought an explanation I hope she doesn't look my way 'Cause it'll

Well, I know you're probably out You're probably movin' on 'Cause a girl like you with a heart that true Just shouldn't be alone I'm just right down

That moon sure takes its time chasing the sun out the sky Baby, I can't wait to see how that twilight reveals you while I Count every star in your eyes

My, oh my, how long it's been You look just like you did back then All we need is a sunset Springsteen and an old Chevette We're right back on that riverbank

bagged, I'm John Doe, suspect You ass like prime roastin', Calvin Klein clothes Explode the pyros when Doc guest appear I'm out there, I bought it with George