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Georgia I'm Coming Home
I am sitting in this bus station, waiting to go home
Oh Georgia its been a long, long time and I feel so all alone
I want to feel the crisp morning wind, whispering through the pines
Down by the river in a special spot, I called all mine
Hey Nashville Oh Nashville you never played my songs
And put my songs on the bottom of the pile of no play ones
Nashville I Guess you had a lot of fun proving this Georgia boy wrong
Hey Nashville, Oh Nashville you never played my songs
I was a struggling song writer and not good enough for Nashville’s
newest scene
16th avenue was not what I figured, but I thought I met their every need
But it just wasn’t good enough, so I picked up my guitar left I got out
Now out of money and with plenty of time just sitting waiting for that bus
With no regrets and no bad feelings about the chances that I took
I made a lot of friends, the nightlife was fun and the parties really shook
But my heart does ache and I my pockets are empty with a big hole in
my boots
Now I am going down to my country home and get back my roots
Hey Nashville, Oh Nashville you never played my songs
Guess they got on the bottom of a pile of no play songs
Nashville I guess you had a lot of fun proving this Georgia boy wrong
Hey Nashville, Oh Nashville, You never played my song
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