Letras
On a rainy Wednesday morning, that's the day that I was born on
In that old sharecroppers' one-room country shack
They say my mammy left me, the day before she had me
Said she hit the road and never once looked back
And I just thought I'd mention, my grandma's old days pension
Is the reason why I'm standing here today
I got all my country learning, milking and a-churning
Pickin' cotton, rasin' hell, and bailin' hay
I've been to Georgia on a fast train, honey
I wasn't born no yesterday
I got a good Christian raisin' and an eighth-grade education
Ain't no need in y'all a treatin' me this way
And sweet Caroline, I don't guess I'll ever find
Another woman put together like you are
I love your wiggle and your walkin', and your big city talkin'
And your brand new shiny Plymouth rag-top car
Well, it's hurry up and wait, in this world of give and take
It seems like haste makes for waste every time
And I pray to my soul, when you hear those ages roll
You better know I'm gonna get my share of mine
I've been to Georgia on a fast train, honey
I wasn't born no yesterday
I got a good Christian raisin' and an eighth-grade education
Ain't no need in y'all a treatin' me this way