Well the wind blows cold in new york city along about the middle of now
And i'm telling you i'd be a happy man if i could get away somehow
Cause i'm growing old before my time finally i see the light
But if it costs a dime to get around the world i couldn't get out of sight

But if i ever get back to georgia there'll be no messin' around
If i ever get back to georgia i'm gonna nail my feet to the ground

Well the buildings here in new york city grow so doggone tall
Sometimes you can walk for a couple of days and never see the sun at all
So i left last night i was homeward bound now i wanna sit and i cry
Cause i stuck out my thumb till my thumb got numb and the cars went right on by
But if i ever get back to georgia...

Well i guess my time in new york city hasn't been a total waste
Cause i met a little girl from a social world and really put her in her place
When she sold me half of the brooklyn bridge i hung around just for spite
And i played this part till i won her heart and i bought the other half last night
But if i ever get back to georgia...