Cold Wind Through Georgia

I met her in Savannah a beauty oh so rare

She sparkled like a dewdrop in the morning

And I loved her in the springtime the summer and the fall

Then the wind grew cold in Georgia without warning

There's a cold wind a blowing and soon I'll be going

I just heard a freight train whistle down the line

And it sure sounds mournful but it's not half as lonesome

As a cold cold wind through Georgia pines

On the lonely Georgia hillside I told my love goodbye

A muddy grave now holds all that I own

And I whispered dear I love you as all the flowers cried

And a cold wind through Georgia chilled my bones

There's a cold wind a blowing...