Georgia Rhythm - Atlanta Rhythm Section, The Atlanta Rhythm Section

livin' out of a suitcase

sleepin' in hotel rooms

rental cars and airport bars

and dog-day afternoons

my occupation is a picker

music is my game

sometimes it makes me crazy

but i would not change a thing

so lay down a back beat crank up your trusty gibson

let’s give it everything we’ve got just one more time

(we are) lovin' the life we’re livin'

playin' that georgia rhythm

nothin' else ever made me feel so fine

four o’clock in the morning

waiting for a plane

we passed around the bottle lord and we don’t feel no pain

life out here on the highway

has it’s ups and downs

but last night the georgia rhythm

tore up another town

risin' above the madness

homeward bound again

to normal ways and lazy days

and old familiar friends

she called to say she’d be my lady

it’s a love long over-due

god knows i hate to leave her

but i got a job to do

so lay down a back beat crank up your trusty gibson

let’s give it everything we’ve got

just one more time

lovin' the life we’re livin'

playin' that georgia rhythm

maki