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Umm, Hmmm

Umm, hmmm

Ridin' in a taxi cab in New York City

Driver man sayin' how he think it’s a pity

How you southern boys come happy and you leave uptight

Don’t you worry 'bout me I’m a be alright

Listen Mr. taxi man, I come from a long line

Of broomstraw philosophers and home squeezed scuppernong wine…

Good Georgia wine

And I been, Lord, I been;

If I ain’t careful I’ll be goin' again

I’ve been rode hard and put up wet, If I ain’t learned no lesson yet

I don’t believe… I’m gonna learn it in your taxi

In your taxi

Mmm, hmmm

Mmm, hmmm

Started to sell my soul in the pawn shops in the city

And I looked into the eyes of the pawn man and asked him

Did he know how much blood and gut was in the guitar

Here’s your ticket brother I don’t care what you are

Listen Mr. ticket man I come from a long line

Of broomstraw philosophers and home squeezed scuppernong wine…

Sweet Georgia wine

And I been, Lord, I been

If I ain’t careful I’ll be goin' again

I’ve been rode hard and hung up wet, if I ain’t asked for no sympathy yet

Then I don’t believe… I’ll try to get it in your pawn shop

In your pawnshop

Mmm, hmmm

The Pusher man was watchin' when I sold my dreams

He said" now listen to me brother, it ain’t bad as it seems

I know how this world can feel so hard and cold

I got a little medicine for your bruised soul"

Listen Mr. pusher man I come from a long line

Of broomstraw philosophers and home squeezed scuppernong wine…

Sweet Georgia wine

And I been, Lord, I Been

If I ain’t careful I’ll be gone again

I’ve been rode hard and hung up wet, if I ain’t found no answers yet

I know damn well, I’ll never get 'em in no needle

In no needle

I’ve been rode hard and hung up wet

If I ain’t found a home here yet

My papa said, don’t you forget your home in Georgia

Back in Georgia

Mm, hmm

Mmm, hmmm

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