Georgia Rose
Jimmie Dale Gilmore Lyrics

Dusty roads and winter time,
As I walk down these dusty roads in the midst of winter, I'm reminded of a town I left behind to go on a journey.

Tonight I'm thinking of the town
On this particular night, my thoughts linger on the town I was raised in.

And the one I left behind
More specifically, I'm thinking about the one girl I left behind.

To do this rambling 'round.
But I left in pursuit of adventure and exploration.

Tonight I'm drinking while I'm thinking
I'm drowning my sorrows in alcohol as I think of the one who got away.

Until the beer joints close
I'll keep drinking until the bars close, trying to forget my troubles.

And I'm thinking of someone
Even when I try to distract myself, my thoughts always end up back on her.

I called my Georgia Rose.
She is the one I affectionately referred to as 'Georgia Rose'.

It's on dusty streets we walked
We used to wander these same dusty streets together.

And talked of things to be
We used to discuss our plans and dreams for the future.

And she never laughed or mocked
She never ridiculed my desire for freedom or my dreams.

My wanting to be free
My longing for adventure and escape was always met with understanding from her.

Tonight I'm free
On this quiet evening, I feel free to roam these streets and think.

To walk these streets
I feel liberated enough to wander aimlessly through this town.

While the wind cuts through my clothes.
Even though the winter air is cold and biting, I welcome the physical sensation while lost in thought.

And I'm free to dream forever
My thinking inevitably leads me to dreams of what could have been between us.

About my Georgia Rose.
She will always be a source of hope and longing in my dreams.

So come to my dreams
I invite her to come visit me in my dreams.

Sweet as a flower
I remember her as pure and beautiful, the image of a blooming flower.

Blooming among the pines
She is the one bright spot among the bleak, wintry trees that surround me.

Georgia Rose
Even though time has passed, I still think of her as my 'Georgia Rose'.

Still my desire
My longing for her has never gone away.

Once you could have been mine.
In another life, perhaps we could have been together.

Sometimes a man makes certain choices
I've come to realize that men face consequences from the choices they make.

And they lead his heart somewhere
The choices I've made in my life have led me to where I am now.

Sometimes he follows certain voices
Sometimes we make choices based on advice from others we trust.

And he don't seem to care.
But other times, we don't care about the consequences and follow our hearts anyway.

Oh how I love that little town
Despite everything, I still love the town I was raised in.

Down on the Eastern coast
It's a small town on the coast of the Eastern United States.

And I love that pretty girl
I also still love the girl I left behind.

I called my Georgia Rose.
The one I affectionately referred to as 'Georgia Rose'.