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so wen't down down to Georgia I's on the fence about wheather I's commin home
and I know now better than before I dont know lord what im looking for
on red red rocking chair sitting on the pourch picking as the bottle runs dry
and I go there for the free beer but I dont know lord what im doing here
theres a train a waiting as I walk the tracks, freddy a calling to me so I climed on bottle in my hand why I left lord I wont ever understand
well I caughtthat ride back to Tennesee in the dark the wond and the rain
I caught that ride to the depths of the wind
goes to show you just cant win
singing oh. my caroline I never should have left
and you should have never stayed with me gal
and I know now theres two ways to be
live in love or die in misery
so wen't down down to Georgia I was on the fence about wheather i's commin home
and I know now better than before I dont know lord what im looking for
and I know now better than before I dont know lord what im looking for