Georgia
Steven Jones
Georgia, Georgia
The whole day through
Just an old sweet song keeps Georgia on my mind
Georgia, oh Georgia
A song of you
Comes as sweet and clear as moonlight 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, to you
I say Georgia
Oh Georgia, no peace I find
Just an old sweet song keeps Georgia on my mind
on my mind
Just an old sweet song, keeps Georgia on my mind
On my mind