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I received my education, according to the plan,
in a valley full of echoes, in the footsteps of the band.
Along a field of battle, I came to understand,
why so many fought and died here, in the heart of Dixieland.
And I bleed, I bleed, I bleed,
but itâs only Georgia pouring out of me.
I salute the colors, loudly I sing the hymn,
and solemnly I bow my head, to honor fallen men.
And when the crowd falls silent, I can hear it loud and clear,
both tragedy and triumph, at once ringing in my ears.
And I bleed, I bleed, I bleed,
but itâs only Georgia pouring out of me
Home is nothing we can choose. Itâs only something we can lose.
Now I march across the mountains, a world away from home.
Though Iâd rather be in Athens, all roads lead me to roam.
For the holy war Iâm waging, while the lights are going down,
I lift my voice to heaven, so the world will know the sound.
And I bleed, I bleed, I bleed,
I bleed, I bleed, I bleed,
but itâs only Georgia pouring, my home in Georgia pouring.
Itâs only Georgia pouring out of me.
- Album:
- Live In Chattanooga
- Broken Record
- In The Mood
- Undertones
- The Good Life
- Miscellaneous
- Hard-Headed Fool
- Keeping Up With The Joneses
- Non-Album Releases
- Maysville In The Meantime
- Feet Wet
- The Baseball Song
- Promo Only: Country Radio, December 2011
- Outtakes from the Georgia Theatre
- The Broken Record
- Twenty-One (2011)
- Drugs
- Drugs - Single
- Twenty-One (2011) - Single