Georgia Rain
I wanna get lost where no one knows my name
Somewhere dancin' on this Georgia rain
I've been at the top looking down at the world where the sky stops
(Where the sky stops)
And I've seen things happen up there that'll make you never want the top
(Make you never want the top)
Sometimes I long for the bottom to remember where I'm from
(Remember where I'm from)
Instead of laying like a bullet in the barrel of a dead man's gun
'Cause I've been through hell and tasted heaven the same
(Heaven the same)
Fortune and fame feel a lot like shackles and chains
There's something so priceless in a simple man's dreams
'Cause this world ain't all of the gold and all the silver, it seems
I wanna get (wanna get) lost where no one knows my name
I wanna be (wanna be) free of the things I can't change
I wanna get (wanna get) high and forget all my pain
I wanna dance in the middle of the storm
Walking on this Georgia rain
I've been in the middle, looking around at the world like a sweatshop
(World like a sweatshop)
Working 40 plus hours every week just trying to get the bills to stop
(Get the bills to stop)
I've been told another man's goal is worth chasing until my skin gets old
I'm living for the weekend coming when the liquor, starts running
And I need another check to blow
'Cause I've been through Monday, tasted Friday the same (Friday the same)
Working for another man feel a lot like shackles and chains
But there's something so priceless in a working man's dreams
'Cause this world ain't all of the gold and all the silver, it seems
I wanna get (wanna get) lost where no one knows my name
I wanna be (wanna be) free of the things I can't change
I wanna get (wanna get) high and forget all my pain
I wanna dance in the middle of the storm
Walking on this Georgia rain
I've been at the bottom looking up like everything that shines is gold
(Everything that shines is gold)
'Cause I could use a little gold in my pockets when the world starts getting cold
I'm playing that lotto tomorrow, just praying that I might win
'Cause I'm gonna buy a couple cars and a mansion
Then I'm gone, just like the wind
Ay, I've been on empty, had a full tank the same (full tank the same)
Having nothing to your name feels a lot like shackles and chains
But there's something so priceless in a hungry man's dreams
'Cause this world ain't all of the gold and all the silver, it seems
I wanna get (wanna get) lost where no one knows my name
I wanna be (wanna be) free of the things I can't change
I wanna get (wanna get) high and forget all my pain
I wanna dance in the middle of the storm
Walking on this Georgia rain
Ay, ay-yeah, this Georgia rain, oh yeah
This Georgia rain, ay-yeah, ay, yeah-yeah
This Georgia rain
Oh-whoa
I wanna get lost where no one knows my name
Somewhere dancin' on this Georgia rain
I wanna get lost, I wanna get lost
Where no one knows my name
Somewhere dancin' on this Georgia rain
I've been at the top looking down at the world where the sky stops
(Where the sky stops)
And I've seen things happen up there that'll make you never want the top
(Make you never want the top)
Sometimes I long for the bottom to remember where I'm from
(Remember where I'm from)
Instead of laying like a bullet in the barrel of a dead man's gun
'Cause I've been through hell and tasted heaven the same
(Heaven the same)
Fortune and fame feel a lot like shackles and chains
There's something so priceless in a simple man's dreams
'Cause this world ain't all of the gold and all the silver, it seems
I wanna get (wanna get) lost where no one knows my name
I wanna be (wanna be) free of the things I can't change
I wanna get (wanna get) high and forget all my pain
I wanna dance in the middle of the storm
Walking on this Georgia rain
I've been in the middle, looking around at the world like a sweatshop
(World like a sweatshop)
Working 40 plus hours every week just trying to get the bills to stop
(Get the bills to stop)
I've been told another man's goal is worth chasing until my skin gets old
I'm living for the weekend coming when the liquor, starts running
And I need another check to blow
'Cause I've been through Monday, tasted Friday the same (Friday the same)
Working for another man feel a lot like shackles and chains
But there's something so priceless in a working man's dreams
'Cause this world ain't all of the gold and all the silver, it seems
I wanna get (wanna get) lost where no one knows my name
I wanna be (wanna be) free of the things I can't change
I wanna get (wanna get) high and forget all my pain
I wanna dance in the middle of the storm
Walking on this Georgia rain
I've been at the bottom looking up like everything that shines is gold
(Everything that shines is gold)
'Cause I could use a little gold in my pockets when the world starts getting cold
I'm playing that lotto tomorrow, just praying that I might win
'Cause I'm gonna buy a couple cars and a mansion
Then I'm gone, just like the wind
Ay, I've been on empty, had a full tank the same (full tank the same)
Having nothing to your name feels a lot like shackles and chains
But there's something so priceless in a hungry man's dreams
'Cause this world ain't all of the gold and all the silver, it seems
I wanna get (wanna get) lost where no one knows my name
I wanna be (wanna be) free of the things I can't change
I wanna get (wanna get) high and forget all my pain
I wanna dance in the middle of the storm
Walking on this Georgia rain
Ay, ay-yeah, this Georgia rain, oh yeah
This Georgia rain, ay-yeah, ay, yeah-yeah
This Georgia rain
Oh-whoa
I wanna get lost where no one knows my name
Somewhere dancin' on this Georgia rain
I wanna get lost, I wanna get lost
Where no one knows my name
Credits
Writer(s): Inconnu Compositeur Auteur, Cameron Russell
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