Headin' down to Georgia

Lynchburg County's got nothin' on me

Straight through the night

They say it can't be made

I remember

All the things that they swore about me

Cut like the knife

They say I can't be saved

Headin' down to Georgia

Wind in my hair

Headin' down to Georgia

Dropped all the cares

Lonely rider

Headin' down number 117

Out like a light

Left him by the lake

Kept on pushing me

Never would give us an even break

Between the badge and family

His life I had to take

Headin' down to Georgia

Threatened promise, by our lake

Shotgun warnings, on my sister's sake

But he left my sister bloodied

Yea, he laid my sister down

So I drank myself a promise

And shot him down

Headin' down to Georgia

Been taking number 117

Country boys been on me for several days

As they pull up to me

There's a face that I swore I'd seen

The flash of the barrel

Headin' down to Georgia

© Ray Hunter/DeSoto Rust 2006