Craig Campbell - Back to Georgia lyrics

[Verse 1: Brian "Rooster" King] It's a long ride, long road Long line of a lot of shows Look close and you can see my crooked little smile I've been dreaming about it my whole life I think it put a few pounds on me Ol' six string kinda sticks out on me A bunch of fast food, a ton of Bud Light Little sound check always keeps the band tight Coast to coast doing shows for good folks Man I love it but I never wanna see it snow again Nothing in the world like a bunch of fans Singing every line holding up the beer cans Dear friends gotta roll but we had a blast Need sleep and a couple of us need a bath Hang out with the youngin's and my better half Mama's cooking me a honey ham [Chorus: Craig Campbell] Now I'm going back to Georgia Just can't wait to see that old state line Now I'm going back to Georgia Been laid up here got Georgia on my mind [Verse 2: Clay "Uncle Snap" Sharpe] The alarm clock's ringing Gotta get up, gotta go But them boys still singing, gotta hit another show I holler at my boys cuz you know we stay down I try to bring em out every time we came around Packing the bags and living outta suitcase So bad on the road that the food tastes Missing home and mama's cornbread It won't be long until I'm in my own bed I keep rolling and just play it to em' every night I take a swig of the shine to get my head right Chasing dreams right behind the headlights A song is good for the soul if it's said right Ten more days and ten more shows Got that rig stretched out Let the black smoke roll When we get back home no phones will ever find me Wasting time way back up in the pine trees [Chorus: Craig Campbell] x3 Now I'm going back to Georgia Just can't wait to see that old state line Now I'm going back to Georgia Been laid up here got Georgia on my mind [Outro: Craig Campbell] Got Georgia on my mind Yeah, that's right