On a rainy Wednesday morning that's the way that I was born in
That old sharecropper's one room country shack
They said my mommie left me the day before she had me
Said she hit the road and never once looked back
Is the reason why I'm standing here today
And I just like to mention my grandma's old age pension
I got all my country learning a milking and a churning
Picking cotton raisin' hell and baling hay
Ain't no need in y'all a treatin' me this way
I been to Georgia on a fast train honey I wouldn't born no yesterday I got a good Christian raisin' and an eight grade education ( piano )
Now sweet Carolina I don't think I'll ever find
I like your wiggle in your walking and your big city talking
Another woman put together like you are
It seems like haste it makes for waste everytime
Well it's hurry up and wait in this land of give and take
I declare to my soul when you hear those ages roll
And your brand new shiny Plymouth ragtop car
I been to Georgia on a fast train.
You better know I'm gonna get my share of mine ( guitar
I been to Georgia on a fast train.
There ain't no need in y'all a treatin' me this way.
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