could be the same as Sweet Georgia Brown. Crazy feet that dance so neat has sweet Georgia Brown. Fella's sigh, and even cry for sweet Georgia
that I would be special. I took a good look around, and thought don't worry mama, the city's gonna help you. Georgia! You'll always be home to me. Georgia
Georgia Georgia The whole world through Just an old sweet song keeps Georgia on my mind Georgia on my mind Georgia, ah Georgia A song of you Comes a
Georgia georgia it's been many miles since i've seen your fallen smile close up and personal your arsenal of excuses you never told her when you walked
that a man could need But it still ain't quite enough Taking about oh Georgia take me to your Southlands I sometimes feel my life is rolling on Oh Georgia
Georgia but my feet are California bound Well my heads in Georgia but my feet is California bound Cause that good looking woman I got wants to leave these Georgia
Tall trees in Georgia, They grow so high They shade me so And sadly walking Through the thicket I go The sweetest love I ever had I left aside
in Georgia, Georgia, sweet Georgia No peace, no peace I find Just this old, sweet song Keeps Georgia forever on my mind Just an old sweet, sweet song Keeps Georgia
place to spend the night Heavy rain fallin', seems I hear your voice callin' "It's all right." Rainy night in Georgia, such a rainy night in Georgia
Boys Might Be Just Takin 'Em Women Take A Look At Me Recognize The Crook In Me And If I Go Away They Cuff A Money In My Book For Me Georgia Wanted (Georgia
Georgia, you know that you've been on my mind Georgia, we both learned to compromise I'll be there for you When everybody's coming unglued I'll be there
Georgia, Georgia, Le monde est grand Pour celui qui court apres ses souvenirs. Georgia, oh ma Georgia, Que de printemps Entre toi et moi, cent sont venu
Papa died smiling Wide as the ring of a bell Gone all star white Small as a wishing well And Sodom, south Georgia Woke like a tree full of bees
Papa died smiling Wide as the ring of a bell Gone all star white Small as a wishing well And Sodom, south Georgia Woke like a tree full of bees Buried
behind Not so long ago He's leaving On that midnight train to Georgia And he's goin' back To a simpler place and time And I'll be with him On that midnight train to Georgia
all behind Cause I wonder sometimes About the outcome Of a still verdictless life Am I living it right? Am I living it right? Am I living it right? Why Georgia
