Georgia Moon

Doing 85 going north on 81
Wont see my baby till the rising of the sun
Tennessee keeps warnin’ me if i booze it i might lose it
But shine on georgia moon
Shine on

Yeah well its hard to see the road
Through this rain and all the fog

Well this appalachian driving has me tired as a dog
But this mason full of moonshine, is gonna keep me mighty strong
So shine on georgia moon
Shine on

So loosen up the lid and open up the throttle
You wanna see the light?
Aint gonna find it in a bottle
Cause when i’m sippin’ on a jar
The road aint quite so long

So shine on georgia moon
Shine on