Letras
Sharpening knives and train wheels moving
Through my ears and my spine, leaving you still
Small town darkness, heartbreak homeless
Too early in the morning for the memories
You know it's hard to remember the sidewalk talking
Another last cigarette sucks for a change
Come around, sweet Georgia, 'round in the morning
Your daddy's gonna fly when your mama's gone
Well, there's songs about dying and angry eyes staring
At the cheap thin walls and cobwebbed corners
Can't you hear, can't you see, can't you feel your knees buckle?
In the shuffle of your feet, the misery doubles
Come around, sweet Georgia, 'round in the morning
Your daddy's gonna fly when your mama's gone
Eagle-eyed Wichita, God's law help me out
Gonna catch you with your pants down, run if you can
Come around, sweet Georgia, 'round in the morning
Your daddy's gonna fly when your mama's gone
Come around, sweet Georgia, 'round in the morning
Your daddy's gonna fly when your mama's gone