"Georgia pines"

I was born in Black Rock, beneath the sweet Georgia pines Daddy was a railroad man, Momma was so kind But that boy showed me…

…heaven, how could I know He'd just up and leave one day, when my belly began to grow Beneath the sweet Georgia pines A sinner prays…

…a sinner cries Beneath the sweet Georgia pines That's where I live, that's where I'll die Baby born 6 days ago She died…

…b>Alan Jackson & Zac Brown *Both*: I was born, on the Dixie Highway Red clay and Georgia pines I was raised, on the Dixie Highway…

…the city limits Out on the highway 34 Yeah, I was born, on the Dixie Highway Red clay and Georgia pines I…

…was born, on the Dixie Highway Red clay and Georgia pines Yeah, I was raised, on the Dixie Highway No sweeter place you'll ever find Have a chicken pen…

I was born on the Dixie Highway, red clay and Georgia pines I was raised on the Dixie Highway, no sweeter place you'll ever find…

…was born on the Dixie Highway, red clay and Georgia pines I was raised on the Dixie Highway, no sweeter place you'll ever find (You…

…but it makes you feel big When you're ten years old in a tiny town. Yeah I was born on the Dixie Highway, red clay and Georgia pines Yeah I…

I was born on the Dixie Highway, red clay and Georgia pines I was raised on the Dixie Highway, no sweeter place you'll ever find…

…was born on the Dixie Highway, red clay and Georgia pines I was raised on the Dixie Highway, no sweeter place you'll ever find…

…old in a tiny town I was born on the Dixie Highway, red clay and Georgia pines I was raised on the Dixie Highway…

…[Chorus] Caroline A secret is the tie that binds Caroline You laid beneath the Georgia pines True love is the forever kind [Verse 2…

A secret is the tie that binds Caroline You laid beneath the Georgia pines True love is the forever kind [Verse 3] When her daddy found out, he went off Yelling…

A secret is the tie that binds Caroline He lays beneath the Georgia pines True love is the forever kind [Outro] A secret is the tie that binds True love is the forever kind…

…' Comes from those Georgia pines My sweet Augusta darlin' The one true love of mine She whispers that she loves me She knows I feel…

…the same I thank the Lord above me When I hear her call my name My sweet Augusta darlin' Comes from those Georgia pines My sweet…

…by And we'll be such sweet companions Until the end of time My sweet Augusta darlin' Comes from those Georgia pines My sweet Augusta darlin' The one true love of mine My sweet Augusta darlin' The one true love of mine…

Running bird dogs through the Georgia pines Step side covered down in peanut dust Friday night spotlight…

…in boats, fishing limb lines Running bird dogs through them Georgia pines Step side covered down in peanut dust Friday night spotlight…

…the mountains To those Georgia pines Ran through Tennessee just like that old moonshine Old Joe Clark Cripple Creek Annie Get Your Gun I guess…

…it sing [ fiddle - dobro ] And it echoed down the mountains To those Georgia pines Ran through Tennessee just like that old moonshine Old Joe…

I'll see you Living in those Georgia pines Or maybe Sedona So may these pages bring your words to life May it all begin…

In the blue Kentucky hills Or maybe California Hey, hey, hey, Maybe someday, Maybe somewhere I'll see you Living in those Georgia pines Singing an old song…

…the mountains To those Georgia pines Ran through Tennessee just like that old moonshine Old Joe Clark Cripple Creek Annie Get Your Gun I guess…

And it echoed down the mountains To those Georgia pines Ran through Tennessee just like that old moonshine Old Joe Clark Cripple…

…for miles in old boxcar smoke cigarettes butts and used cigars Ridin' the Atlantic Coastal Line Hear that lonesome whistle whine smell that perfume of Georgia…

…pines See that big moon roll above hobo's life is a life I love Ridin' the Atlantic Coastal Line ridin…

…the trade winds blow and I go north where there ain't no snow Ridin' the Atlantic Coastal Line Hear that lonesome whistle whine smell that perfume of Georgia…

…rewind And all these Georgia pines Remind me of their Michigan counterparts That smell is written on my heart…

And all these southern bells Are chasing love But this heart is spoken for My ship is anchored in the north And all these Georgia pines Remind me…

…for miles in old boxcar smoke cigarettes butts and used cigars Ridin' the Atlantic Coastal Line Hear that lonesome whistle whine smell that perfume of Georgia…

…pines See that big moon roll above this hobo's life is a life I love Ridin' the Atlantic Coastal Line ridin…

…that lonesome whistle whine smell that perfume of Georgia pines See that big moon roll above this hobo's life is a life I love Ridin' the Atlantic Coastal Line ridin' the Atlantic Coastal Line…

…it day to day, working his life away Tryin'a find a little piece of mind Ooooah, but that's his bloodline Till it's carved on a stone all alone beneath the Georgia pines That's his bloodline…

Well I made my way from Nasheville, the loving of the Georgia pines Worked my way to Alabam, didn't even make a dime Well I wish…