The Days Are Weak

I did not forget, just couldn't find the words to say
Don't you feel special when I pretend to lose my way?
You've seen it all before, you've seen me walk through that door
Same old shoes and some 12-bar blues are all I seem to need today

The days are weak, the nights are stronger
And I belong here down in Georgia

The song comes on again on the radio afternoon
Cottonwood trees, white picket fence, and the wind look after you
You don't care what I've done, I don't care what you wear
Just throw a t-shirt on, don't bother to comb your hair

The days are weak, the nights are stronger
And I belong here down in Georgia

Chase the moon, chase the moon
I'm gonna feel something, catch it soon!
Chase the moon, chase the moon
I'm gonna feel something, catch it soon!
Chase the moon, chase the moon
(Chase the moon, chase the moon)
I'm gonna feel something, catch it soon!
(I'm gonna feel something soon)
Chase the moon, I'll chase the moon
(I'm gonna feel something soon)
I'm gonna feel something, catch it soon! Yeah!

The days are weak, the nights are stronger
And I belong here down in Georgia
Georgia



Credits
Writer(s): Edwin Pierce
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