Scooter Brown Band Georgia
It's been a hard day
I've been hurtin' so long
I ain't got no pay
Yeah that's right baby, the money's all gone
And I'll be leavin' Memphis
And headin' down to that Georgia line
I heard they got some work down there
For a man down to his last dime
I said I'll write you letters
You keep them babies warm (ooh)
I sent for you this summer
Where the shoreline meets the fog
I swear I'll make it up to you
I swear I'll work just as hard as I can (ooh)
You know I always told you that I'd try everything just to be your man
(Be Your Man)
(ooh)
(ah, ah, ah)
(ah, ah, ah)
I'm sorry that I failed you
And I'm sorry that I didn't get to watch our children grow (oh)
You know I always told you
That I never wanted to let you go (let you go)
And Georgia don't you leave me
Well I gotta keep movin' on down the line (oh)
And smooth out my gravestone, please don't cry
Woah, Yea
Woah, Yea
Oh, Oh, Oh, Yea
Ah, Ah, Ah
Ah, Ah, Ah
Ooh, Ooh, Ooh