Текст песни Georgia Peaches

Way down south- round Macon Georgia, where the swee-test peaches grow.

I wondered there- to take my chances, Twenty some- odd years ago.

I'll not forget- first time I saw her, A vivid pic-ture in my dreams.

A southern bell- in soft white cotton, clinging to- her like a breeze.
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Nothing's sweet- as Georgia peaches, when you pick- them for yourself.

Wait too long- there're out of season, They'll be gone- to someone else.
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She asks me Boy- where do you come from? Are you only- passing through?

I'd like to know- what brings you down here, I made her smile- when I said YOU.

A stolen mo-ment too quickly faded, as she pulled- away her hand.

She said I'm sorry- it's been taken, promised to- another man.
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Sometimes in dreams- that Macon highway, winding through- the lonesome pines.

Takes me back- to my favorite memory, Of the Georgia girl- I left behind.
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