Blind Blake — Georgia Bound

[Verse 1] Packing up my duffel, gonna leave this town Packing up my duffel, gonna leave this town And I'm gonna hustle to catch that train southbound [Verse 2] Got the Georgia blues for the plow and hoe Got the Georgia blues for the plow and hoe Walked out my shoes over this ice and snow [Verse 3] Tune up the fiddle, dust off the bow Tune up the fiddle, dust off the bow Put on the griddle, and open up the cabin door [Verse 4] I thought I was going to the north land to stay I thought I was going to the north land to stay South is on my mind, my blues won't go away [Verse 5] Potatoes in the ashes, possum on the stove Potatoes in the ashes, possum on the stove You can have the hash, but leave it on the clove [Verse 6] Chicken on the roof, babe, watermelons on the vine Chicken on the roof, babe, watermelons on the vine I'll be glad to get back, to that Georgia gal of mine