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Commander Cody And His Lost Planet Airmen

I Been To Georgia On A Fast Train

 

I Been To Georgia On A Fast Train

(album: Tales From The Ozone - 1975)


On a rainy Wednesday morning, that's the day that I was born in
That old sharecropping one-room country shack
Well, they say my mama left me the day before she had me
She hit the road and never once looked back

And now I just wanna mention that my grandma's old-age pension
Is the reason that I'm standing here today
I got all my country learning just a-milking and a-churning
Picking cotton, raising hell and a-baling hay

Yeah, I've been to Georgia on a fast train, honey
I wasn't born no yesterday
I got a good Christian raising and a eighth-grade education
Ain't no need in y'all treating me that way

Sweet Carolina, I don't believe I'll ever find a
'Nother woman put together like you are
I love the wiggle in your walking and your big-city talking
And your brand new shiny Plymouth ragtop car

Now it's-a hurry up and wait in this world of give and take
Seem like-a haste makes a waste every time
I declare to my soul, when you hear those ages roll
You better know I'm gonna get my share of mine

Well, I've been to Georgia on a fast train, honey
I wasn't born no yesterday
I got a good Christian raising and a eighth-grade education
Ain't no need in y'all treating me that way
Yeah

Well, on a rainy Wednesday morning, that's the day that I was born in
That old sharecropping one-room country shack
Well, they say my mama left me the day before she had me
She hit the road and never once looked back

Well, I've been to Georgia on a fast train, honey
I wasn't born no yesterday
I got a good Christian raising and a eighth-grade education
Ain't no need in y'all treating me that way

I say, hey-hey-hey, yeah
Huh-huh-haw
Hey-hey-hey
Whoo-ooh
Mm-hmm, oh yeah
Huh-huh-huh

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