Hm,

(F#m)hm,

(D)hm.

I’m walk in’ back to Geor gia,

and I (D)hope she will (A)take me back;

noth in’ in my pock ets, (F#m)lose a dream, and all I (D)own is up (A)on my back.

But she’s the (C#m)girl who said she loved me,

on that (F#m)hot dust y Ma con road;

and if she’s (E)still a round, I’m gon na (F#m)set tle down with that a (D)hard lov in’ (A)Geor gia girl.

Hm,

(F#m)hm,

(D)hm.

I’m walk in’ back to Geor gia.

She’s the (D)on ly will (A)one who knows

how it feels my when you (F#m)lose a dream, and how it (D)feels when you (A)dream a lone.

But she’s the (C#m)girl who said you loved me,

on that (F#m)hot dust y long a go;

and if you’re (E)still a round, I’m gon na (F#m)set tle down with you, my (D)hard lov in’ (A)Geor gia girl.

Hm,

(F#m)hm,

(D)hm.

Geor gia, can’t you hear me call in’,

I’ll be (D)home in (A)just a while,

and if I had to I’d be crawl in’

just to (D)share an oth er (A)morn in’ smile.

But you’re the