Georgia
C. Daniels Lyrics

Lamps in the windows burnin' bright, over in Santa Fe tonight
Lights are on in Santa Fe, while I'm stuck in the dark by the railroads.

Full moon shining down along the border
The border has nothing but moonlight overshadowing anything else.

But the gound is hard and the night is black
The ground and the sky do no justice to this dark, unforgiving night.

Over here by the railroad track
Away from everything else, by the railroads.

And I wish to the Lord that I was back in Georgia
I wish upon a higher power for a return to Georgia.

Blue water in the indian sun,
Waters colored blue under the Indian sun.

Calling me when the day is done
This scenery begs me to stay past my chores.

Mama mama pray for your son
Mother please pray for your child.

All of my life I've been told
I've been told throughout my entire lifetime.

That the LA streets was paved with gold
The streets of Los Angeles were said to be the land of opportunity.

Fame and fortune waiting to reward ya
Success on a grand scale waiting to celebrate you.

But it didn't take long to understand
It didn't take long for me to realize.

California ain't the promised land
California isn't the paradise I was promised.

But at least a man's a man in georgia
At the very least, Georgia provides a sense of identity.

Blue skys in the mornin' there
Mornings in Georgia have blue skies.

And there's green trees and breathin' air
Trees and fresh air make for a sense of vitality.

Rockabye in my easy chair
Comfortably swaying in my chair.

Well it seems every river in the Georgia moonlight
The moonlight makes every river in Georgia seems so perfect.

Flowing up where folks are free
The rivers flow in a way that reminds one of freedom.

Tthe sun comes up through the lonely pine trees
The sun rises in solitude, above the pine trees.

Over 'round the Kingsland ridge
Around Kingsland ridge, possibly near the Georgia-Florida border.

I maybe here but my mind is still
My physical presence is here, but my mind is elsewhere.

About 90 miles north of Jacksonville
Daydreaming around Jacksonville.

Well I may not make it, it's a long long road
I might not survive, as the road to success is long and unforgiving.

But mama I've paid all the debts I owe
Mother, I've paid every debt I've owed.

And if I don't you know they gonna find me tryin'
If I don't, at least I'll be trying.

They took my songs and they took my soul
They've strip me of everything including my passion and spirit.

They made me hard and they made me old
They've broken me down, making me tough and pessimistic.

Hell I just been born, but I feel just like I'm dying
I'm young, but I feel empty and hopeless.

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No further lines to be interpreted.