robbie fulks – georgia hard lyrics
she said she was leaving
so i went to follow
blind love and i-55 got me here
dirty old salt truck
in the smog before me
and dear old dixie, back in the rear view mirror
got a third-story walk-up
with a view of the alley
a mail room job that isn’t all glamour and fun
the woman i came for
is gone to another
now my feet are just too planted to run
but there’s no carolina moon over chicago
no bluegr-ss growin’ out in my backyard
no fields of sugarcane, no soft virginia rain
but d-mn, if this livin’ ain’t georgia hard
down on halsted
the women walk by me
like they can tell
i haven’t got a dollar to spare
so it’s into a side street
for a beer and a sad song
i guess some things
are the same most everywhere
but there’s no carolina moon over chicago
no bluegr-ss growin’ out in my backyard
no fields of sugarcane, no soft virginia rain
but d-mn, if this livin’ ain’t georgia hard
so please, mr. conwell
could you except the charges?
when i told you “a cold day in maacon”, i lied
and if your pecan trees still need a-shakin’
i’ll be back a-beggin’ fast as the grey dog flies
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