Paroles de Georgia

Not so many years from now, they'll place my weary bones in the ground. At least there won't be a blank page In the chapters that precede my fate. For I danced upon the earth and the seas And now it' s just you and me. As we laugh about the birds and the bees, My memory is fading away. I am shaken but not stirred. Maybe I am going insane And everybody sees it but me. The Americans need God, like Georgia needs the rain At least that' s what the preachers say. I' ve started several fires, Some are burning bright today.