Georgia Moon

Just sitting on the front porch, guitar picking out a tune,

Swatting skeeters, drinking a brew, by the silvery moon.

Dogs howling in the distance, old street lights out again,

Feeling kind of lonesome, no one's around, not a friend.

Refrain:

Georgia moon, shining up in the sky,

Gonna make me a living, by and by.

Cut a new record, Country Music fine,

Gonna sing and play, one more time.

Went down to New Orleans there to try out my luck,

Then went and broke down in my old pick-up truck.

Sometimes I feel like I'm lost, I'm just so star struck,

Ain't got the gumption no more, I've lost all my pluck.

Refrain:

Georgia moon, shining up in the sky,

Gonna make me a living, by and by.

Cut a new record, Country Music fine,

Gonna sing and play, one more time.

My strumming and my tenor's notes are in a harmony,

Reflections of those old days gone by, all will so agree.

Rough times when we grew up, barefooted on the road,

My poppa, my momma at work, carrying a heavy load.

Refrain:

Georgia moon, shining up in the sky,

Gonna make me a living, by and by.

Cut a new record, Country Music, fine,

Gonna sing and play, one more time.

Had to ride on that old silver dog, no money for any gas,

Played my favorite country song, got recognized at last.

Johnny, Willie both were there, put in good words for me,

Now I'm just a waiting down here, lonesome as I can be.

Refrain:

Georgia moon, shining up in the sky,

Gonna make me a living, by and by.

Cut a new record, Country Music fine,

Gonna sing and play one more time.

Play that fine Country Music, just one more time...one more time.

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