I shouldn't feel so sad
It was all I had
I should be glad
Coming into Atlanta
Big wheels turning
Talk about negroes
Talk about the fruit
Georgia peaches
Scuttlin's
Pecans shaking from the trees
You people sure are strange to a city boy from up north
It was all I had
I should be glad
Coming into Atlanta
Big wheels turning
Talk about negroes
Talk about the fruit
Georgia peaches
Scuttlin's
Pecans shaking from the trees
You people sure are strange to a city boy from up north
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Chair Beside A Window
Living In A Moon So Blue
Staring At The Cellophane
Later On
Six and Six
Ready for The House