Someday soon I'll just live over yonder, bring you
Coffee to taste, crossword puzzles to ponder and I
Hope you're well, and you know that I love you, though I
Write so seldom, and call every blue Moon, there's some
There's some tall Georgia boy
Searchin' out a freckled girl with style
Wait till tomorrow
Someday soon when we hail from atlanta, we won't
Need some Christmas to spend time together, and I
And I hope you're well and you sleep every evenin', never
Lyin' awake, for you're dreamin' of children
There's some tall Georgia boy
Searchin' out a freckled girl with style
Wait till tomorrow
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