Georgia Lullaby
Pass not by the old dirt road
Through covered bridge and oaks now bowed
To Blue Ridge foot a trail of tears
Forgotten lore and pioneers
Pass not by fields of green
Lead unto such placid stream
Where water falls and Kudzu grows
Beside the mount' a Cherokee Rose
Pass not by where rivers run
To catch a glimpse of morning sun
Savannah sands their lonely dune
Atlantic Oceans lovely tune
Pass not by ere roadside crest
Where beneath the stones a princess rest
Eternal youth from waters nourish
Reach gardens where Azaleas flourish
Pass not by ancestral graves
Nor shacks of wood that housed the slaves
Pause a moment ...pass not by
Listen to her lullaby
Through covered bridge and oaks now bowed
To Blue Ridge foot a trail of tears
Forgotten lore and pioneers
Pass not by fields of green
Lead unto such placid stream
Where water falls and Kudzu grows
Beside the mount' a Cherokee Rose
Pass not by where rivers run
To catch a glimpse of morning sun
Savannah sands their lonely dune
Atlantic Oceans lovely tune
Pass not by ere roadside crest
Where beneath the stones a princess rest
Eternal youth from waters nourish
Reach gardens where Azaleas flourish
Pass not by ancestral graves
Nor shacks of wood that housed the slaves
Pause a moment ...pass not by
Listen to her lullaby
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