Back to Georgia

Its a long ride, long road
Long line of a lota shows
Look close and you can see my crooked little smile
I been dreamin' bout it my whole life
Think i put a few pounds on me, ol' six string kinda sticks out on me
A buncha fast food, a ton of bud light
Little sound check always keeps the band tight
Coast to coast doing shows for good folks
Man I love it but I never wanna see it snow again
Nothin' in the world like a buncha fans
Singin every line holdin up their beer cans
Dear friends gotta roll but we had a blast
Need sleep and a couple of us need a bath
Hang out with the youngins and my better half
Momma's cookin me a honey ham

Now I'm goin back to Georgia
Just can't wait to see that old state line
Now I'm goin back to Georgia
Been laid up here got Georgia on my mind

The alarm clock's ringin gotta get up gotta go
But them boys still singin' gotta hit another show
I holla at my boys cause you know we stay down
I try to bring em out every time we came round
Packin their bags and livin outta suitcase
So bad on the road did the food taste
Missin' home and momma's corn bread
It won't be long until I'm in my own bed
I keep rollin and just playin to em every night
I take a swig of the shine to get my head right
Chasin' dreams right behind the headlights
A song is good for the soul if its said right
10 more days and 10 more shows
Got them rigs stretched out let that black smoke roll
When we get back home no phones will ever find me
Wastin' time way back up in the pine trees

Now I'm goin back to Georgia
Just can't wait to see that old state line
Now I'm goin back to Georgia
Been laid up here got Georgia on my mind

Now I'm goin back to Georgia
Just can't wait to see that old state line
Now I'm goin back to Georgia
Been laid up here got Georgia on my mind

Now I'm goin back to Georgia
Just can't wait to see that old state line
Now I'm goin back to Georgia
Been laid up here got Georgia on my mind
Got Georgia on my mind