Long Way From Georgia

Whoa, sittin' at a truck stop

With my cowboy boots and my guitar

Now I'm livin' on a tip box

And it was made for cigars

Long way from

GeorgiaLong way from

GeorgiaOh,

I'm out on the highway

Well, I have no regrets'

Cause I'm a-livin' my way

On coffee and cigarettes

Long way from

GeorgiaLong way from

GeorgiaOh, and this highway is my home

Oh, through the night

I ride onAnd

I just keep on rollin' on'

Cuz I'm a long way from home

Long way from

GeorgiaLong way from

GeorgiaWhoa, sittin' at a truck stop

And a waitress tells me

Now, boy you got a good smile

It might take you a long way

Said, boy you better make it count

Cause, you're a long way from

GeorgiaA long way from

Georgia