Georgia
Georgia

the whole day through.
Just an old sweet song
keeps Georgia on my mind.
Talkin' 'bout Georgia

I'm in Georgia.

A song of you comes as sweet and clear
as moon light through the pines.
Other arms reach out to me.
Other eyes smile tenderly.
Still in peaceful dreams I see
the road leads back to you.

Georgia
sweet Georgia

no peace I find.
Just an old sweet song
keeps Georgia on my mind.
Just an old sweet song
keeps Georgia on my mind.