Georgia On My Mind

Frankie Trumbauer



Georgia, Georgia, The Whole day through,

Just an old sweet song keeps Georgia on my mind--

Georgia on my mind.

Georgia, Georgia, A song of you

Comes as sweet and clear as moonlight through the pines

Other arms reach out to me;

Other eyes smile tenderly;

Still in peaceful dreams i see

The road leads back to you.

Georgia, Georgia, no peace I find,

Just an old sweet song keeps Georgia on my mind.



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