If You Knew Georgia

Riding in my pickup truck down a red dirt road

Well if this ain't heaven it sure is close

Yeah me and my girl on a Saturday night

Windshield full of stars it couldn't look more right

Everyone outta feel this way sometimes

If you knew Georgia, Like I know Georgia

Then you'd know what I feel right now

Sweet southern slow time blowing through the pines

To me it felt like holy ground

Six days of turning dirt

Playing football after church

Momma's home made peach ice cream

Maybe you'd know what it means

If you knew Georgia Like I know Georgia

Curled up on a front porch swing in the full moon light

Arms round mine like a honeysuckle vine holding on tight

And when I take a knee I send up a prayer

Thank God I'm here cause He could've put me anywhere

Yeah there's a whole lot of living good down here

Tailgating in the parking lot

Throw a line in my fishing spot

Bonfires out on the beach

You'd know just what it means