Song Length |
3:41 |
Genre |
Country - Traditional |
Tempo |
Medium Slow (91 - 110) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Mood |
Depressing, Peaceful |
Subject |
Junk Food |
Language |
English |
| |
Lyrics
T. Bowden, E. Whittenburg, C. Williams
© 2002 Soulscript / Nobody Big
Lead Me Home
Loaded down. . . Bound for Georgia.
Two more stops along the way.
The air is freezin?. . . The light is fadin?
Got to see my girl today.
Break 1
I can hear my. . . baby callin?
I can feel her on the breeze.
She reminds me . . . that there?s a heaven.
Her touch still brings me to my knees.
As I go . . . her memory travels with me.
No matter where, or how far that I may roam.
But for now I?m stuck in Mississippi. But I know. . .
All the roads that lead to Georgia lead me home.
Break 2
Lord you know I. . . miss my children.
I know they miss their father too.
I long to be there. . . to share their laughter.
But I?ve still got some work to do.
So I?ll go on dreaming about my memories.
No matter where, or how far that I may roam.
Isn?t it a shame ? Isn?t it a pity ? Though I know,
All the roads that lead to Georgia lead me home.
All the roads that lead to Georgia lead me home.