Georgia Morning Dew

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Standing on this mountain Looking over LA At the break of day Takes my mind back to Georgia Many years ago When I was just a babe Papa'd plow up the fields And we'd walk behind In the fresh-plowed ground with no shoes No, ain't no resemblance between LA and Georgia But the morning dew [Verse 2] There was Sister Sally Anne Swingin' on out Ol' rubber tire swing While me and brother Charlie headed down through Kannywoods To fish in Mercy Stream Later on in the afternoon We'd go pickin' peaches And sing a song or two Yes, I'm lookin' out at LA With my eyes full of Georgia morning dew [Verse 3] And all of a sudden it seems we grew up And had to go out in the world Sister Sally married John Coal And brother married Tom Brown's oldest girl Oh, but me, I had big ideas about money Oh, and custom-made shoes Now lonely eyes are down to fifty dollars covered With LA mornin' dew But on my way to work this morning I knew I had all I could take Working my heart out for pieces of paper called pay So I came up to this mountain To figure out what I'm gonna do And you know I think Monday morning's gonna find me standing In the Georgia morning dew Oh, I think Monday morning's gonna find me standing In the Georgia morning dew