"GONNA GO BACK HOME TO GEORGIA" genre: New Country
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	He has traveled the world! - - He has seen it and DONE IT ALL. Now, it is time to go back home to Georgia. Because, In Georgia, I belong.
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	Story Behind the Song Again, as in the case of the other "WILD FIRE" SONGS. It just evolved!! Lyrics GONNA GO BACK HOME TO GEORGIA By: Frank McNulty (All 3 Verses, ad lib tempo) VERSE 1: I-ve tasted life in every port, I-ve roamed the seven Seas! I-ve traveled to those distant lands And lived it, if you please! But now my days are numbered, son, It-s home I wanna be! No other place but Georgia, son! It-s Georgia just for me! CHORUS 1: Good beat! I-m gonna go back home to Georgia, I-m gonna go back home to stay: I-m gonna plant my feet in Georgia, I-m gonna chase those blues away! I-m gonna pack my bag tomorrow, And I-ll be leavin on the midnight train: I-m gonna go back home to Georgia, I-m gonna leave before I go insane! I-m gonna leave my worries behind me, I-m gonna settle down to stay: I-m gonna pack my grip for Georgia, I-m gonna lose those blues today! No more to run! - - To roam and wander! No more to fight that steamy crowd: No other place for me but Georgia! And you can bet I-ll be mighty proud. VERSE 2: I-ve had my share of winnin’ son, I-ve played with loaded dice! And, oh! Those shady women, son! I-ve been there 0nce or twice; But now those days are over, son, It-s home I wanna be; No other place but Georgia, son, It-s Georgia just for me. CHORUS 2: I-m gonna go back home to Georgia, It-s in Georgia, where I belong: I-m gonna stake my claim in Georgia! Because in Georgia, ya can-t go wrong! I-m gonna see my sweet, sweet mama, I-m gonna see my dear old Dad: And all my friends will come together Just to greet this roamin lad! I-m gonna go back home to Georgia, I-m gonna rest my body down; I-m gonna taste that country livin' And in Georgia, I-ll be found! Yes sir, my troubled days are over, I-m goin home! No more to stray! No other place for me but Georgia, In Georgia, there I-ll stay. VERSE 3: I-ve lived a life of evil, son, The devil bought my soul! And then I got religion, son And I was on a roll. And then I got to thinkin, son! My roamin days is done! I’ll lay my weary body down In my Georgia town. CHORUS 3: I-m gonna go back home to Georgia, Georgia, Yeah, Georgia, I-m headin’ down: I-m headin’ home for dear old Georgia, Georgia, because I miss my Georgia town. And when my golden days are over, Well, you dig my grave for me, Out in a shady spot in Georgia, Georgia, And in Georgia, there-ll I-ll be. I-m gonna go back home to Georgia, I-m gonna rest my body down; I-m gonna taste that country livin And in Georgia, I-ll be found! Yes sir, my troubled days are over, I-m goin home no more to stray! No other place for me but Georgia, Georgia, In Georgia, there I-ll stay. I-m gonna go back home to Georgia, Georgia, And I-ll be leavin on the midnight train: No other place for me but Georgia, Georgia, I-m gonna lose that ball an chain! Yes sir, my troubled days are over, I-m gonna leave this town today! No other place for me but Georgia, Georgia, In Georgia, there I-ll stay! No other place for me but Georgia, Georgia, And in Georgia, there I-ll Stay! Yes sir, my troubled days are over, I-m gonna leave this town today! No other place for me but Georgia, Georgia, In Georgia, there I-ll stay! C Copyright 2003 Comac Music Corporation Contact: Frank McNulty 1992 Westgate Terrace Highland Park, IL 60035 USA Tel: 847/831-9278 Fax: 847/831-5687 E-mail: comac@compuserve.com

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