Georgia Rhythm

livin' out of a suitcase
sleepin' in hotel rooms
rental cars and airport bars
and dog-day afternoons
my occupation is a picker
music is my game
sometimes it makes me crazy
but i would not change a thing
so lay down a back beat crank up your trusty gibson
let's give it everything we've got just one more time
(we are) lovin' the life we're livin'
playin' that georgia rhythm
nothin' else ever made me feel so fine
four o'clock in the morning
waiting for a plane
we passed around the bottle lord and we don't feel no pain
life out here on the highway
has it's ups and downs
but last night the georgia rhythm
tore up another town
risin' above the madness
homeward bound again
to normal ways and lazy days
and old familiar friends
she called to say she'd be my lady
it's a love long over-due
god knows i hate to leave her
but i got a job to do
so lay down a back beat crank up your trusty gibson
let's give it everything we've got
just one more time
lovin' the life we're livin'
playin' that georgia rhythm
maki