Georgia Rhythm - Lyrics
Lyrics and Music by: Buddy Buie, Robert Nix, and J.R. Cobb
Verse 1
Living out of a suitcase,
sleeping in hotel rooms,
rent-a-cars and airport bars and dog day afternoons
My occupation is a picker
and music is my game
sometimes it makes me crazy;
but I would not change a thing
Chorus:
So lay down a back beat, crank up your trusty Gibson
Let's give it everything we got just one more time
Loving the life we're living
Playing that Georgia rhythm
Nothing else ever made me feel so fine
Verse 2:
Four O'Clock in the morning
waiting for a plane
pass aroun' the bottle and we don't feel no pain
Life out here on the highway
has its ups and downs
but last night the Georgia rhythm
tore up another town
Repeat Chorus (So lay down....)
Verse 3:
Rising above the madness
Homeward bound again
to normal ways and lazy days and old familiar friends
Some conversations with my lady
Some love long overdue
God knows I hate to leave her
But I got a job to do
Chorus Word Variation 1:
So lay down a back beat, crank up your trusty Gibson, son
Let's give it everything we got
just one more time
Loving the life we're living
Playing that Georgia rhythms
Making music moving on down the line
one more time
Chorus Word Variation 2:
So lay down a back beat, crank up your trusty Gibson
Let's give it everything we got
just one more time...one more time
Loving the life we're living
Playing that Georgia rhythm
Nothing else every made me feel this fine
Lyrics and Music by: Buddy Buie, Robert Nix, and J.R. Cobb
Verse 1
Living out of a suitcase,
sleeping in hotel rooms,
rent-a-cars and airport bars and dog day afternoons
My occupation is a picker
and music is my game
sometimes it makes me crazy;
but I would not change a thing
Chorus:
So lay down a back beat, crank up your trusty Gibson
Let's give it everything we got just one more time
Loving the life we're living
Playing that Georgia rhythm
Nothing else ever made me feel so fine
Verse 2:
Four O'Clock in the morning
waiting for a plane
pass aroun' the bottle and we don't feel no pain
Life out here on the highway
has its ups and downs
but last night the Georgia rhythm
tore up another town
Repeat Chorus (So lay down....)
Verse 3:
Rising above the madness
Homeward bound again
to normal ways and lazy days and old familiar friends
Some conversations with my lady
Some love long overdue
God knows I hate to leave her
But I got a job to do
Chorus Word Variation 1:
So lay down a back beat, crank up your trusty Gibson, son
Let's give it everything we got
just one more time
Loving the life we're living
Playing that Georgia rhythms
Making music moving on down the line
one more time
Chorus Word Variation 2:
So lay down a back beat, crank up your trusty Gibson
Let's give it everything we got
just one more time...one more time
Loving the life we're living
Playing that Georgia rhythm
Nothing else every made me feel this fine