On a rainy windy mornin On that day when I was born in That old sharecroppers one-room country shack Well they say my mammy left The day before she had me They say she hit the road never once looked back. Well Id just like to mention that my grandmas old age pension Is the reason why Im standing here today I got all country learnin A-milkin and a churnin Picking cotton, raising hell, and baling hay I been to Georgia on a fast train, honey I wasnt born no yesterday I got a good Christian raisin And an eighth grade education And there aint no need in you all a-treatin me this way. Now sweet Carolina I dont think Ill ever find Another woman put together like you are I like your wiggle in your walking and your big city talking And your brand new shiny Plymouth rag top car Well, its hurry up and wait in this land of give and take It seems like haste it makes for waste every time I declare to my soul when you hear those ages roll You better know Im gonna get my share of I been to Georgia on a fast train, honey I wasnt born no yesterday I got a good Christian raisin And an eighth grade education And there aint no need in you all a-treatin me this way. . . . (words and music by Billy Joe Shaver)
Posted on: Tue, 05 Aug 2014 14:57:03 +0000
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