Georgia

Boy, what was it you told me?
Your tracks in the snow would be followed by no one
But boy, when you hold me
I think maybe it just takes one to know one

And now you’re going back to Georgia
Where your life is waiting for ya
And if I never get to see you again
At least I know I can call you a friend

‘Cause boy, you met me in a sinkhole
That November was dark and grey
But darling, you can take credit for
Making my December gay

I can feel you shudder beneath me, I can feel your tongue on mine
I can hear you telling me that you wish you could stay this time
But duty calls, or so they say, and so you have to go away
Oh, but Georgia, I wish you could stay

And now you’re off to Atlanta
Where your life waits to grab ya
But if I never get to kiss you again
At least I know I can call you a friend

‘Cause boy, you met me in a sinkhole
That November was dark and grey
But darling, you can take credit for
Making my December gay

You were everything I needed
For those couple weeks
A case of the heart finding
Just what it seeks

Now, as everything comes to a close
These are my parting words
For all that you’re good for
Remember just what you’re worth

‘Cause boy, you met me in a sinkhole
That November was dark and grey
But darling, you can take credit for
Making my December gay

‘Cause boy, you met me in a sinkhole
That November was dark and grey
But darling, you can take credit for
Making my December gay

Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah

‘Cause boy, you met me in a sinkhole
That November was dark and grey
But darling, you can take credit for
Making my December gay

Making my December gay