I don't want to die in Georgia, oh no
I just want to keep on living under the freedoms hand
I don't want to die in Georgia oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no
I woke up in Kansas City, yes I did
My head was reeling, moving to fast to fly
I fell out in Mississippi oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
And I don't want to
I don't want to die in Georgia, oh no, and oh oh no
I don't want to die in Georgia, oh no, and oh oh no
I went down to see my main man, my main man
Black John, Black John Lloyd, he’s like a brother to me
Has anyone seen the main man, Hey John, Hey John, Hey John, Hey John
Somebody said that he just might be in Georgia
Oh-no and wo-o-no
I don't want to die in Georgia oh no, and oh oh no, oh no
I don't want to die in Georgia, oh no, and oh oh no
You and me pray that TWA will get us home for the meeting on time
I don't want to die in Georgia, oh no, and oh oh no
Needless to say by the end of the day I want to be home with that woman of mine
I don't want to die in Georgia, oh no, and oh oh no
You and me pray that TWA will get us home for the meeting on time
I don't want to die in Georgia, oh no, and oh oh no
Needless to say by the end of the day I want to be home with that woman of mine
Oh no
Oh no
Oh no
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written by Michael Brewer & Tom Shipley
1970 Talking Beaver Music/BMI
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Lyrics submitted by Mitch Graves.