"Georgia Land" <br /><br />The Peerless Quartet <br /><br />Victor 17349 <br /><br />1913 <br /><br />Henry Burr, Albert Campbell, Arthur Collins & John H. Meyer <br /><br />If any one should ask you where the sweet <br />magnolias grow, say, "Way down south in Georgia." <br /><br />If any one should ask you where the birds sing <br />soft and low, say, "Way down south in Georgia." <br /><br />My heart is aching, breaking, and it keeps on <br />telling me to hop upon a train right quick-- <br />that's goin' to carry me to... <br /><br />Georgia Land, oh, Georgia Land, gee, I feel great when I say <br />I'm from the state where my Daddy and my Mammy, Uncle Joe, <br />and Cousin Sammy and little sweetheart Kate all wait for me. <br /><br />In the land I want to be, I'll never rest from morn <br />till night. I'll never know that I'm all right till they <br />carry me back to Georgia Land. <br /><br /><br />I just received a letter from that little gal of mine away down <br />south in Georgia. She wrote and told me, "Come home, hon. <br />We miss you all the time away down south in Georgia." <br /><br />I can see a cottage with a "Welcome" on the mat. <br />Excuse me just a minute while I get my coat and hat.
