Georgia Mud

Raised in Tennessee
Still got that Georgia mud stuck on me
Whiskey flows just like the Mississip'
Still got the taste of you, girl, stuck on my lips

Take me
Take me
Take me
Take me down

Take me down to the Georgia mud
It could be dirty, and it could be rough
Take me down to the Georgia mud, come on
Georgia mud

A burning fire, it hurts, burning inside of me
Just wish that girl could be from Tennessee

Take me
Take me
Take me
Take me down

Take me down to the Georgia mud
It could be dirty, and it could be rough
Take me down to the Georgia mud
You ain't got it all but you got enough
Take me down to the Georgia mud
It could be dirty, it could be rough
Take me down to the Georgia mud, come on
Ha! Georgia mud

Oh, oh oh oh

Take me down to the Georgia mud
It could be dirty, and it could be rough
Take me down to the Georgia mud
You ain't got it all but you got enough
Take me down to the Georgia mud
It could be dirty, it could be rough
Take me down to the Georgia mud, come on
Ha! Georgia mud
Yeah-heah Georgia mud



Credits
Writer(s): Robert Jon Burrison
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