4 acessos
Cold was the night, hard was the ground
They found her in a small grove of trees
Lonesome was the place where Georgia was found
She's too young to be out on the street
Chorus:
Why wasn't God watching?
Why wasn't God listening?
Why wasn't God there for Georgia Lee?
Ida couldn't keep Georgia from dropping out of school
I was doing the best that I could
But she just kept running away from this world
These children are so hard to raise good
(Chorus)
Close your eyes and count to ten
I will go and hide, but then
Be sure to find me
I want you to find me
And we'll play all over
We'll play all over
We'll play all over again
There's a toad in the witch grass, there's a crow in the corn
Wild flowers on a cross by the road
And somewhere a baby is crying for her mom
As the hills turn from green back to gold
(Chorus 2x)
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