Georgia Mile
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Georgia Mile lyrics

AlbumPink Pocket Pistol
Year2026
GenreCountry
Original languageEnglish
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Got a little too used to a bitter taste in my mouth All the men I gave my heart to, I let them in and they walked out Don't know why, don't know how, but I've got a good one now And he's sweeter than a honeysuckle, softer than a Sunday choir Hotter than the Texas asphalt, prettier than a Georgia mile Prettier than a Georgia mile Think I'm gonna take him home now to the house that raised me He's splitting wood with my papa and making my mama believe That good men ain't just in the movies, I've got a good one here with me And he's sweeter than a honeysuckle, softer than a Sunday choir Hotter than the Texas asphalt, prettier than a Georgia mile Prettier than a Georgia mile When I think about the days, all the pain and the heartbreak, and the love that led me nowhere I didn't have the eyes to see all the hurt lead you to me, baby I know we're going somewhere Don't know why, don't know how, but I've got a good one now And he's sweeter than a honeysuckle, softer than a Sunday choir Hotter than the Texas asphalt, prettier than a Georgia mile Prettier than a Georgia mile Prettier than a Georgia mile

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