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Georgia Rain
by Trisha Yearwood



Barefoot in the bed of your truck,
On a blanket lookin' up.
Half a moon peekin' down at us
From underneath the clouds.
Teenage kids sneakin' out again,
Heard the thunder rollin' in.
We were fallin' the moment when
It all came pourin' down.

The Georgia Rain on the Jasper County clay
Couldn't wash away what I felt for you that day.
Just you and me down an old dirt road,
Nothin' in our way,
Except for the Georgia Rain.

The cottonfields remember when
A flash of lightnin' drove us in.
We were soaked down to the skin
By the time we climbed inside.
And I don't remember what was poundin' more,
The heart in my chest
Or the hood of that Ford
As the sky fell in and the storm clouds poured
Worlds way outside.

The Georgia Rain on the Jasper County clay
Couldn't wash away all the love we made.
Just you and me down that old dirt road,
No one saw a thing,
Except for the Georgia Rain.

The screen door flappin' in the wind.
Same old house I grew up in.
Can't believe I'm back again
After all these years away.
You fixed your daddy's house up nice.
Saw it yesterday while I drove by.
Looks like you've made yourself a real good life.
What else can I say?

The Georgia Rain on the Jasper County clay
Couldn't wash away the way I loved you to this day.
The old dirt road's paved over now,
Nothin' here's the same,
Except for

The Georgia Rain
Couldn't wash away the way I loved you to this day.
Just you and me down the red dirt road,
Nothin' in our way,
Except for the Georgia Rain.
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written by HILL, EDWARD MONROE / ROCHELLE, KARYN
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC