Willie Nelson - I Been to Georgia on a Fast Train

On a rainy windy morning, on the day that I was born
In that old sharecropping, one room country shack
They said my mammie left me the day before she had me
Said she hit the road and never once looked back

And I just like to mention that my grandma's old age pension
Is the reason why I'm standing here today
And I got all my country learning a-milking and a-churning
Picking cotton, raisin' hell and baling hay

I 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

Oh, my sweet Carolina, 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 ragtop car

Well, it's hurry up and wait in this land of give and take
It seems like haste it makes for waste every time
And I declare to my soul when you hear those ages roll
You better know I'm gonna get my share of mine

I 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

I 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
And ain't no need in y'all a'treatin' me this way
There ain't no need in y'all a'treatin' me this way

Written by:
Billy Shaver

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