Springtime in Georgia Lyrics

No one left

There's no one left around then I can call a friend

No one

No one left

There's no one left around and I can Call a friend

It's like springtime in Georgia, Nothing beats the winters

Like springtime in Georgia

You can come if you want to, like Springtime in Georgia

And nothing beats the winters, like Springtime in Georgia

And you can come if you want to, You can come if you want to

They'll hate the outcome, but it's

Been fun for a while, dust off your boots

It's time for a drive

I'm so far gone, it's hard to tell from the outside

Yeah, I'm so far gone, it's hard to tell from the outside

Passing state lines like a mockingbird

He's telling me to be calm and he'll repeat what he's heard

Yeah, he's telling me to be calm and he'll

Repeat what he's heard

And he'll repeat what he's heard

Paper bags float in the sky, roman candles

Always burn so bright

A timely map fixed on a shitty iPhone screen

What's down by law

I don't even know what that means

Tell me how much further till we get there

There's so much fake flowers placed in your hair

Just some old gray blues that tells your age

Finally, finding love as our bodies slowly decay

There's no mockingjay, just a window

Filled with light telling me it's

Time to go crossing state lines

Yeah, telling me it's time to go, crossing state lines

It's like springtime in Georgia, and nothing beats the winters

Like springtime in Georgia, you can come if you want it

Like springtime in Georgia, you can come if you want it

Yeah, and you can come if you want to

You can tell me I was right, yeah

You can tell me I was right

I knew it all along, but you can tell Me

I was right, and you were all alone, Yeah

Breathing hope into new ideas, you

Can tell me I was wrong, and you Were right

But that doesn't fit the basic narrative Of this song

Trying to reason with something else Whose mind is already

Made up

I can't pour enough coffee into one Cup

Leads broken, lies forgotten

This world is still spinning, but it's

Hard to get back to everything as it Once was

It's hard to get back on 12 years of Trust

Just pull down the shades for a night Or two

Have out our own fights and our own rendezvous

Nothing but the glow of the soft Moonlight and the Coke

Machine from the daycare in the Distance

Maybe it's too much oversharing, but I think, yeah

Maybe it's too much oversharing

But I think we make our own bed

And there's only so much late night Excuses

That fits in one's head

You can tell me I know I was right

Yeah, you can tell me I was right

I knew it all along, and you can tell Me I was always right

But that doesn't fit the narrative of This song

I found my own self-degradation and My own self-pity

Soaking up on the Friday nights to Saturday morning excuses

Yeah, I found my own self-Degradation

And my own self-pity, soaking up on My Friday nights

To Saturday morning excuses

Like springtime in Georgia, and you can come if you want to