Georgia On My Mind
Frankie Trumbauer

Georgia, Georgia, The Whole day through,
Just an old sweet song keeps Georgia on my mind--
Georgia on my mind.
Georgia, Georgia, A song of you
Comes as sweet and clear as moonlight through the pines
Other arms reach out to me;
Other eyes smile tenderly;
Still in peaceful dreams i see
The road leads back to you.
Georgia, Georgia, no peace I find,
Just an old sweet song keeps Georgia on my mind.

From: Lynncw@aol.c