Georgia Georgia

Georgia Georgia its many many miles since I seen your fallen smile. Close up and personal, your asking all  of excuses you never told her,  when you walked out on your savannah shoulder. With your veins all full of beer, thinking worldly now everything is clear, but oh man what a planned suicide
Its just not that much different from my own affair , always cursing and crying, how about if you tell me something new tell me what would make you happy, Oh you so deserve to be.

There are protests and contests, attitudes to cock I want it all to stop. Three weeks ago you were all grace and charm, now I know it was just a false alarm.

Georgia Georgia I can’t understand you since,
 you have no forgiveness,
 no attention left to pay, quite when you  leave just forget it all
 and take my breath away, how's that supposed to make me feel,
 yeh well how am I supposed to feel