
Georgia

the whole day through

this sweet old song

keeps Georgia on my mind.

Hey Georgia, oh yeah, yeah, 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, yeah

still in peaceful dreams I see

another road, it leads back to you.

Hey Georgia, I say oh, Georgia . . .
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