The sunís cominí up behind a cloud
I hope it doesnít rain.
Somewhere near I can hear the rumble of a train.
I drove all night, but thatís all right,
Iíll soon be feeliní fine.
Iím only 47 Miles from the Georgia line.
Up above the trees the birds all head for warmer weather.
They donít know the warm love glow when we get back together.
I cried all night, but thatís all right,
You made it just in time.
Youíre only 47 miles from the Georgia line.
Weíre a little bit wiser,
a little bit older.
Now we know that life without love
Is a whole lot colder.
Been a long time cominí homeÖ
Canít wait till I get you alone.
Thereís only 47 miles to the Georgia line.
The sun is gone behind a cloud,
The sky is turning gray.
Iíve been saving all my love for this rainy day.
Iíll be watchiní for you at the door
beneath the Georgia pines.
Thereís only 47 miles
to the Georgia line.
Words and music by Jack Blanchard and Misty Morgan. Copyright © Jack Blanchard Songs
(BMI). All rights reserved. Reprinted by permission of the authors.
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