[Verse]
On a rainy Wednesday morning, that's the way that I was born in
That old sharecropper’s one room country shack
They said my mommy left me the day before she had me
Said she hit the road and never once looked back
And I just like to mention my grandma's old age pension
Is the reason why I'm standing here today
I got all my country learning milking and churning
Picking cotton, raising hell and baling hay
I’ve been to Georgia on a fast train, honey
I wasn't born no yesterday
I got a good Christian raising and an eight grade education
There's no need in you all treating me this way
Now sweet Carolina, I don't think I'll ever find
Another woman put together like you are
I like your wiggle in your walking and your big city talking
And your brand new shiny Plymouth rag top car
Well, let's hurry up and wait in this land of give and take
It seems like haste it makes for waste every time
I declare to my soul when you hear those ages roll
You better know I'm going to get my share of mine
[Outro]
I've been to Georgia on a fast train
I’ve been to Georgia on a fast train
There is no need in you all treating me this way
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