Long Way From Georgia

Whoa, sittin at a truck stop
With my cowboy boots and my guitar
Now Im livin on a tip box
And it was made for cigars
Long way from
GeorgiaLong way from
GeorgiaOh,
Im out on the highway
Well, I have no regrets
Cause Im a-livin my way
On coffee and cigarettes
Long way from
GeorgiaLong way from
GeorgiaOh, and this highway is my home
Oh, through the night
I ride onAnd
I just keep on rollin on
Cuz Im a long way from home
Long way from
GeorgiaLong way from
GeorgiaWhoa, sittin at a truck stop
And a waitress tells me
Now, boy you got a good smile
It might take you a long way
Said, boy you better make it count
Cause, youre a long way from
GeorgiaA long way from
Georgia