| Well you had nothing when I met you baby
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| But look what you got now
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| Sometimes I wonder did I make a mistake
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| But I brought you from the south
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| So I’m gonna take you back to Georgia
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| Well back where you belong
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| Yes I am
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| You done got in the big city baby
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| You done started doing me wrong
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| Yes you have
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| Well your Momma and your Daddy told me baby
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| Not to take you from the south
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| I took you to the city when you were a child
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| And the fight bout knocked you out
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| And girl I’m gonna take you back to Georgia
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| Oh because you don’t know a thing
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| No you don’t
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| Well when I first met you baby
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| You couldn’t read or write your name
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| Well no
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| Well you run the streets with your wig hair
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| Trying to play your high class games
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| You run the streets both day and night
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| You don’t have pocket change
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| So I’m gonna take you back to Georgia
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| Well before I have to lose my mind
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| Well I just can’t understand it baby
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| What is that makes your head so hot
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| What is it
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| I’m gonna take you back to Georgia
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| Right back where you belong
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| Yes I am
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| Yeah
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| I’m gonna take you back to Georgia |