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I'm gonna take the next bus on back to Georgia

I'm gonna spend every night right there in my honey's arms

I'm gonna let the sun warm me in the morning

Gonna drink some lemonade in the evening shade

I'm gonna take the next bus on back to Georgia

Gonna wear magnolia blossoms in my hair

A big city man told me that I'd be his woman

I went there even though my mama said beware

This city smells like a swamp garbage I ain't lyin'

I miss the sweet smell of a honeysuckle wine

I'm gonna take the next bus on back to Georgia

Where the cottonfields are wide in the dewy morn

All I need is enough for a oneway fare

Don't want a round trip ticket just enough to gettin' me there

You know I'll be home prob'ly with the crack of dawn

On the next bus back to Georgia where I belong

You know I'll be home prob'ly with the crack of dawn

On the next bus back to Georgia where I belong