Lyrics provided by https://damnlyrics.com/

---Georgia Rae---
--John Hiatt--

I know a girl mess with your mind
She'll come to you in the summer sometime
She'll talk about things you don't understand
You better stick to the matters at hand
Before the whole damn thing unwindsShe is beautiful, she is small
She don't wanna play basketball
But there's no tellin' what she might do
Before her doin' days are through
But right now she can't even crawlGeorgia Rae, okay, Georgia Rae
Georgia Rae, maybe what'd I say, Georgia Rae
Come on, Georgia RaeYour mother and I, we did this act
In some hotel 'bout nine moths back
Now, it is love that brings you here
A love that will not disappear
Georgia, honey, you can count on thatGeorgia Rae, okay, Georgia Rae
Georgia Rae, maybe what'd I say, Georgia RaeWe were tired, should've been sleepin'
But like a fire somethin' went creepin', creepin', creepin'And your brother and sister don't understand
How your tiny feet and your tiny hands
Could carry the weight of a thousand earths
Into our little universe
But, Georgia, we all think it's grandGeorgia Rae, okay, Georgia Rae
Georgia Rae, maybe what'd I say, Georgia RaeGeorgia Rae, okay, Georgia Rae
Georgia Rae, maybe what'd I say, Georgia Rae
Come on, Georgia RaeLuck, it was you, child
You look like your mama