Georgia Pine

02:56
Lauren Michelle Miller
2011-12-16
Lauren Michelle Miller

Lyrics

The moon was bright

On a dark and dreary night

It was cold, cold cold until you held me tight

The wind did blow

Through the trees and I began to hope

That it's you, you, you who would take me home

 

Now you won't be true, but you're a pretty face to talk to

When I feel a little blue, and I'm as high as a Georgia Pine

 

So drink up and smile

You're my darling for a little while

So kiss me now, now now because I'll be gone soon

Under this lonely sky

You look a little like Mr. Right

But with the morning comes, here comes the light

 

Now you won't be true, but you're a pretty face to talk to

When I feel a little blue, and I'm as high as a Georgia Pine