Songteksten

You had nothin' when I met you, baby But look what you've got now Sometimes I wonder did I made a mistake When I brought you from the South But I'm gonna send you back to Georgia Girl, that's where you belong You done got in the big city You done started doin' me wrong, Your mama and your daddy, they told me, baby That I could bring you from the south They brought you to the city When you were just a child And the bright lights drove ou wild I'm gonna send you back to Georgia Girl because you don't know a thing Now, when I first, I met you, baby You couldn't even read or write your name You sure was dumb You run the streets with your bald head Tryin' to play the high class game You'd run those streets on both day and night You don't have pocket change But I'm gonna send you back to Georgia Girl before having to use my rod And I can't understand it baby What is makin' your head so hard
Writer(s): Theodore R Taylor Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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