can make a baby But it takes a man to raise a child Oh I could not reassure her I couldn't say what I had planned Couldn't put three words together So I
I hold your picture to my chest and I'm alright Rainy night in Georgia Rainy night in Georgia I believe it's rainin' all over the world Yeah, I believe
that Call me hick, hillbilly, hell I'm proud to be what that makes me Yeah, I don't swear in front of no woman I answer yes sir to my old man I drink
all I can think about is getting you home, I don't need this menu, no I don't, I already know just what I want, did I hear you right, did you tell me
I wanna be a great man I wanna be the kind of man that she shes in her dreams God, I wanna be your man And I wanna be her man God, I only hope she still
Chorus] I had the engine overhauled, A paint job and brand new chrome, I had her washed and waxed, Sitting in the drive the day he came home I said here
of land But paradise became her prison That Georgia banker was a jealous man Every time he'd talk about her You could see the fire in his eyes He'd say, "I
Always be momma's baby Always be daddy's girl Right now she's makin' 'em crazy Little red riding hood, big bad world She ain't waitin' on 21 candles
insane Walkin' 'round with all these whispers Runnin' 'round here in my brain I just can't help but hear 'em Man, I can't avoid it I hear voices I hear
things to look back on I opened up my grandpa's pocket knife And I was back to his back porch It was summertime I was turnin' nine He said, "You want
all I can think about is gettin' you home I don't need this menu, no I don't I already know just what I want Did I hear you right? Did you tell me Go
Walkin' 'round with all these whispers Runnin' 'round here in my brain I just can't help but hear 'em Man, I can't avoid it I hear voices I hear voices
to look back on I opened up my grandpa's pocket knife And I was back to his back porch It was summertime I was turnin' nine He said, "You want that
I had the engine overhauled A paint job and brand new chrome I had her washed and waxed Sitting in the drive the day that he came home I said, "Here'
Call me hick, hillbilly, hell I'm proud to be what that makes me Yeah, I don't swear in front of no woman I answer yes sir to my old man I drink my
man I want to be a brave man I want to be the kind of man She sees in her dreams God, I want to be Your man And I want to be her man God, I only hope
fallin' Seems I hear your voice callin', "It's all right" Rainy night in Georgia Rainy night in Georgia I believe it's rainin' all over the world I
a lot of land But paradise became her prison That Georgia banker was a jealous man Every time he'd talk about her You could see the fire in his eyes He'd say, "I