Loggins & Messina — Back To Georgia

My, my, my, my, my Well, Ophelia I got a heavy load Maybe I'll walk on back to Georgia Feel like a boy who ain't got no home But come the morning I'm gonna feel like myself Gonna call up Doctor Hickcock And inquire on some help Cause you can't be afraid and alone all the time When everything about you is telling you Come on, come on, come on, come on! Back to Georgia Back this morning Back where I come from Goin' back to Georgia Back this morning Back where I belong Was a time I would have sold my soul For a small loaf of mother's cornbread Maybe even rap with Billy Joe But come the morning I'm gonna be on my way And these blues ain't gonna hold me Hold me down another day Cause you can't be afraid and alone all the time When everything about you is telling you Come on, come on, come on, come on! Back to Georgia Back this morning Back where I come from Goin' back to Georgia Back this morning Back where I belong I'm goin' Back to Georgia Back this morning Back where I come from Goin' back to Georgia Back this morning Back where I belong Let me go now Back to Georgia Back this morning Back where I come from Goin' back to Georgia Back this morning Back where I belong Hey, hey, hey, Georgia Hey, hey, hey, Georgia Hey, hey, hey, Georgia Hey, hey, hey, Georgia Back to Georgia Back this morning Back where I come from Goin' back to Georgia Back this morning Back where I belong Goin' back to Georgia Back this morning Back where I come from Goin' back to Georgia Back this morning Back where I belong Woo!