Georgia Pineywoods

Miss those Georgia Pineywoods
Wonder if they miss me
Lonesome for those Pineywoods
Ancient home of the Cree, and the Cherokee, and me

I was born in the Georgia Pineywoods
Fifteen miles to the grocery store
No T.V. or gold-plated shiny goods
Cracked old linoleum on the floor

Well, we had cows in the back fields grazing
Chickens a-crowing out in the pen
Life was good but it's amazing
How I couldn't see that back then

Miss those Georgia Pineywoods
Wonder if they miss me
Lonesome for those Pineywoods
Ancient home of the Cree, and the Cherokee, and me

Well, when I looked for Indian arrowheads
I was happy as Borden's cow
I've lost all my Indian arrowheads
Ain't no good to me here no how

Well, I get paid now by the hour
And lead my typical suburb life
Got credit cards and buying power
And I owe more money than Caesar's wife

Miss those Georgia Pineywoods
Wonder if they miss me
Lonesome for those Pineywoods
Ancient home of the Cree, and the Cherokee, and me



Credits
Writer(s): Boudleaux Bryant, Felice Bryant
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