Georgia,
Georgia,
the whole day through.
Just an old sweet song
keeps Georgia on my mind.
Georgia,
Georgia,
a song of you comes as sweet and clear
as moonlight through the pines.
Other arms reach out to me;
Other eyes smile tenderly;
Still in peaceful dreams I see
the road leads back to you.
Georgia,
Georgia,
no peace I find.
Just an old sweet song
keeps Georgia on my mind.