Georgia Pouring - Corey Smith

I received my education, according to the plan

In a valley full of echoes, in the footsteps of the band

Along a field of battle, I came to understand

Why so many fought and died here, in the heart of Dixieland

And I bleed, I bleed, I bleed

But it’s only Georgia pouring out of me

I salute the colors, loudly I sing the hymn

And solemnly I bow my head, to honor fallen men

And when the crowd falls silent, I can hear it loud and clear

Both tragedy and triumph, at once ringing in my ears

And I bleed, I bleed, I bleed

But it’s only Georgia pouring out of me

Home is nothing we can choose.

It’s only something we can lose

Now I march across the mountains, a world away from home

Though I’d rather be in Athens, all roads lead me to roam

For the holy war I’m waging, while the lights are going down

I lift my voice to heaven, so the world will know the sound

And I bleed, I bleed, I bleed

I bleed, I bleed, I bleed

But it’s only Georgia pouring, my home in Georgia pouring

It’s only Georgia pouring out of me