If I Ever Get Back to Georgia

Well the wind blows cold in New York City along about the middle of now

And I'm telling you I'd be a happy man if I could get away somehow

Cause I'm growing old before my time finally I see the light

But if it costs a dime to get around the world I couldn't get out of sight

But if I ever get back to Georgia there'll be no messing around

If I ever get back to Georgia I gonna nail my feet to the ground

(In the cold cold ground)

Well the buildings here in New York City grow so doggone tall

Sometimes you can walk for a couple of days and never see the sun at all

So I left last night I was homeward bound now I wanna sit and I cry

Cause I stuck out my thumb till my thumb got numb and the cars went right on by

But if I ever get back to Georgia...

(In the cold cold ground)

Well I guess my time in New York City hasn't been a total waste

Cause I met a little girl from a social world I really put her in her place

When she sold me half of the Brooklyn Bridge I hung around just for spite

And I played this part till I won her heart and I bought the other half last night

But if I ever get back to Georgia...

But if I ever get back to Georgia...

(In the cold cold ground)