Georgia Songtext
von Brooks Williams

She′s a peach, the land of plenty
The empire of the south
Sweet gum and Cherokee rolls
The golden isles to Brasstown's ball
The Piedmont′s crowning jewel
There's music in her name

Georgia, Georgia
Though I'm miles away
I think of you today
Georgia, Georgia
You′re where I want to be


Lazy rivers, sweet perfume
Spanish moss and pine
Hear how the catbird sings
Shadows lengthen all the way
Down a red clay road
Carry me swiftly home

Georgia, Georgia
Though I′m miles away
I think of you today
Georgia, Georgia
You're where I want to be

Georgia, Georgia
These days I find
You′re ever on my mind
Georgia, Georgia
You're where I want to be