Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
John Hiatt
John Hiatt
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
John Hiatt
John Hiatt
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Glyn Johns
Glyn Johns
Producer
Larry Hirsch
Larry Hirsch
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Keith Odle
Keith Odle
Assistant Recording Engineer
Joe Schiff
Joe Schiff
Assistant Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

I know a girl, mess with your mind She'll come to you in the summer sometime She'll talk about things you don't understand But you better keep to the matters at hand Before the whole damn thing unwinds She is beautiful, she is small She don't wanna play basketball But there's no tellin' what she might do Before her doin' days are through But right now she can't even crawl Georgia Rae, okay, Georgia Rae Georgia Rae, what'd I say Georgia Rae C'mon, Georgia Rae Your mother and I we did this act In some hotel 'bout nine months back Now, it's love that brings you here A love that will not disappear Georgia, honey, you can count on that Georgia Rae, okay, Georgia Rae Georgia Rae, what'd I say Georgia Rae We were tired, should've been sleepin' But, like a fire, somethin' came creepin', creepin', creepin' Your brother and sister don't understand How your tiny feet and your tiny hands Could carry the weight of a thousand earths Into our little universe But, Georgia, we all think it's grand Georgia Rae, okay, Georgia Rae Georgia Rae, what'd I say Georgia Rae Georgia Rae, okay, Georgia Rae Georgia Rae, what'd I say Georgia Rae C'mon Georgia Rae Lucky for you child You look like your momma
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