| Oh Atlanta, you’re the only home I ever knew
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| Oh Atlanta, I can’t wait to get back home to you
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| You got money in your pocket, you got roses in the lane
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| You got pure bred southern blood, flowing in your veins, Atlanta
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| Oh Atlanta, I wish that I was down on Peachtree Street
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| Oh Atlanta, them little Georgia peaches sure are sweet
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| You’ve got more pretty girls than any other place I’ve been
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| I can’t wait to let your bright lights shine on me again, Atlanta
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| Now you’re the queen of Dixie, you’re the diamond of the South
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| You’re that big home town with all that southern pride
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| And I’ve got them travelling blues, I’ve got Georgia on my mind
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| I’m going to jump on board a southbound train and ride
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| Oh Atlanta, I’m lonesome as a southern boy can be
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| Oh Atlanta, please be sure and save a place for me
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| So momma fry some chicken, call the family on the phone
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| Tell them that their long lost lonesome boy is coming home to Atlanta
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| Oh, Atlanta
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| (Oh, Atlanta)
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| Yeah, Atlanta
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| (Oh, Atlanta) |