Paroles de Georgia To Texas

504 black girl carried me In her womb to the land of the peach Her birthing pains brought me low But she held me high on Peachtree road Got my mother’s eyes and my father’s nose Also got my brother’s handme down clothes We had no green but the love was strong It was all we’d need to get us along, get us along Left ATL for the Texas way We drove 20 east in my Daddy’s 88 I learned in school I didn’t measure up I fell short of what true blackness was Mama taught the righteous way I set down that path but went astray Paid for love on a crescent moon In that Oklahoma motel room Kyree taught me chords to strum They got me through when I felt numb 504 black girl 504 black girl carried me 504 black girl, black girl 504 black girl carried me 504 black girl carried me 504 black girl carried me