(David Wilkins - Tim Marshall)

Georgia, sweet, sweet Georgia
Keeps pulling on my ring.

Most men would give their right arm
Or anything they own
To have a woman just like you
To be waiting when they come home.

But the devil made me cheat on you
One too many times
And honey I'm sorry
But she left heaven on my mind.

Georgia, sweet Georgia
Keeps pulling on my ring
I need her and I love her Lord
She's a sweet and precious thing.

Her sweet and easy loving Lord
Beats all I've ever seen
Georgia, sweet, sweet Georgia
Keeps pulling on my ring.

I didn't want to fall in love
With anybody else
But when I tasted heaven Lord
I just couldn't help myself.

I pray someday that you'll forget
And forgive me for everything
But I just can't seem to love you
With Georgia pulling on my ring.

Georgia, sweet Georgia
Keeps pulling on my ring
I need her and I love her Lord
She's a sweet and precious thing.

Georgia, sweet, sweet Georgia
Keeps pulling on my ring...