nWell I'm headed down that long dark roadnwith a load of worries on my mind...nWell I been around this time or twondon't stop and ask me why...nThis ole trains run out of gasnleft stranded down the northern line...nWe'll I ain't comin home tonightnand I guess that'll be alrightnnThat's alright with me, and I hope that's okay with younCuz I'm tired of feeling bitter, tired of feeling bluenPlease don't you worry, Cuz I'm gonna be alrightnWell I'm headed down to Georgia, and I guess that'll be alright...nnWell I changed the oil, bought a tank of gasngonna pick up my things again...nStroll on down to Georgia, meet up with some friendsnSettle down, build a farm, and live off the promised landnWell I'm headed down to Georgianand I won't be back again...nnThat's alright with me, and I hope that's okay with younCuz I'm tired of feeling bitter, tired of feeling bluenPlease don't you worry, Cuz I'm gonna be alrightnWell I'm headed down to Georgia, and I guess that'll be alright...nnSo I picked up all my piecesnand I pawned them for an equal share...nWell I spent off all my earnins, decided to brush my hairnWell the beers all gone, and the bourbon's warmnbetter order up another round...nMake a stop in Nashville, then I'll be Georgia bound...nnThat's alright with me, and I hope that's okay with younCuz I'm tired of feeling bitter, tired of feeling bluenPlease don't you worry, Cuz I'm gonna be alrightnWell I'm headed down to Georgia, and I guess that'll be alright...nnWell I'm headed down to Georgia, and I guess that'll be alright...