Just an old sweet song Keeps Georgia on my mind (Georgia on my mind) I said Georgia Other arms reach out to me Other eyes smile tenderly Still in peaceful dreams I see The road leads back to you Keeps Georgia on my mind

On some beach, somewhere On some beach Driving down the interstate Running thirty minutes late Singing Margaritaville and minding my own Some foreign car drivin' dude with a road rage attitude Pulled up beside me talking on his cell phone

And time is never planned Never never land I know a place where dreams are born It's not on any chart You must find it with your heart It might be miles beyond the road Or right there where you stand Just have an open mind And then suddenly you'll find

I finally see the dawn arrivin' I see beyond the road I'm drivin' Far away and left behind Don't look back A new day is breakin' It's been too long since I felt this way I don't mind where I get taken The road is callin' Today is the day

And now I gotta let you know Now it's been months out on the road On tour doing so many different shows Head's spinning, feeling like it's gonna explode If anybody out there's feelin' me I'm losin' my mind, and I can't believe I let this shit get the

As someone who has had you on her mind Perhaps it's the color of the sun cut flat And covering the crossroads I'm standing at Or maybe it's the weather or something like that But daddy, you been on my mind I don't mean trouble, please don't put me down,

But I'll take my time anywhere Anywhere I may roam Wherever I may roam And the road becomes my bride Call me what you will And I'll redefine anywhere And the earth becomes my throne I'm free to speak my mind Yeah, yeah wherever I may roam

Take it easy, take it easy I gotta know if your sweet love is gonna save me Well I'm a-runnin' down the road try'n to loosen my load I've got seven women on my mind Four that want to own me, two that want to stone me One says she's a friend of mine Don't

White Ferrari Bad luck to talk on these rides Mind on the road Your dilated eyes watch the clouds float Had a good time 16: how was I supposed to know anything? I let you out at Central I didn't care to state the plain Kept my mouth closed

All these small things they gather round me Gather round me Has the world gone mad Or is it me? Is it all so very bad? I can’t see Gather around me All in my mind I walked down Mayflower Road again