Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Georgia Lee, artist - Lincoln Durham. Date of issue: 30.01.2012
Song language: English
Georgia Lee |
| Oh Georgia Lee, she’s like a spring time storm |
| She’s gonna teach me to be withered, weathered and worn |
| Dresses all tattered and torn |
| She’s gonna wallow in the mud |
| Born on the front porch of an old wood shack |
| she keeps everything she owns |
| in a torn up burlap sack |
| She gives no account for where she’s at |
| When she gonna wallow in the mud? |
| Her eyes said hey |
| I said hey |
| I said hey, Georgia Lee |
| We gonna wallow in the mud |
| She’s got no guitar |
| She claims was blessed by mother’s hand |
| She can’t play for much |
| But she can sure play that hoochie koochie, man |
| She’s a glad to show you anytime she can |
| That she can wallow in the mud |
| She’s a wild child of the age of 32 |
| You ask her what she’s looking at |
| She says roper, I’m looking straight at you |
| Yea now watchya gonna do? |
| We’re gonna wallow in the mud |
| Her eyes said hey |
| I said hey |
| I said hey, Georgia Lee |
| We’re gonna wallow in the mud |