When the rains fall, man they fall hard. Seems they might wash us away
In Georgia, the Earth feels so thin. It feels like the trees may fall down.
But I hold on to you. I hold you
Glory, make your own bed, and let me lie down on my own.
Fire, burn down my back, and take my possessions, too.
Cause I hold on to you. I hold you
Sorry, I'm not all those things, but I'm doing the best I can.
So, Don't let go of me. Don't let go of me.
David Berkeley - Glory Lyrics
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When the rains fall, man they fall hard. Seems they might wash us away
In Georgia, the Earth feels so thin. It feels like the trees may fall down.
But I hold on to you. I hold you
Glory, make your own bed, and let me lie down on my own.
Fire, burn down my back, and take my possessions, too.
Cause I hold on to you. I hold you
Sorry, I'm not all those things, but I'm doing the best I can.
So, Don't let go of me. Don't let go of me.
In Georgia, the Earth feels so thin. It feels like the trees may fall down.
But I hold on to you. I hold you
Glory, make your own bed, and let me lie down on my own.
Fire, burn down my back, and take my possessions, too.
Cause I hold on to you. I hold you
Sorry, I'm not all those things, but I'm doing the best I can.
So, Don't let go of me. Don't let go of me.
Writer: David Ryder
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Capitol CMG Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Capitol CMG Publishing