Georgia

Lamps in the windows burnin' bright, over in Santa Fe tonight

Full moon shining down along the border

But the ground is hard and the night is black

Over here by the railroad track

And I wish to the Lord that I was back in Georgia

Blue water in the Indian sun,

Calling me when the day is done

Mama, mama pray for your son

All of my life I've been told

That the LA streets was paved with gold

Fame and fortune waiting to reward ya

But it didn't take long to understand

California ain't the promised land

But at least a man's a man in Georgia

Blue skies in the mornin' there

And there's green trees and breathin' air

Rockabye in my easy chair

Well it seems every river in the Georgia moonlight

Flowing up where folks are free

The sun comes up through the lonely pine trees

Over 'round the Kingsland ridge

I maybe here but my mind is still

About 90 miles north of Jacksonville

Well I may not make it, it's a long, long road

But mama I've paid all the debts I owe

And if I don't you know they gonna find me tryin'

They took my songs and they took my soul

They made me hard and they made me old

Hell I just been born, but I feel just like I'm dying

(refrain)