Testi musica canzoni

Words and Music by Tim Lewis and Roger Murrah

Atlanta was on fire and so was she the night he
left her.

Left her there to bear her pain alone, hoping
soon to return.

Burn, Georgia, burn.

The roaring of th guns filled the emptiness
inside her where once she felt

the pounding of her heart.

When he held her in his arms, tenderness they
learned.

Burn, Georgia, burn.

He was the body, she was the soul of a love
affair the couldn't control.

While the world was falling down around them,
they were not concerned.

Burn, Georgia, burn.

Winter brought the snow and a rider down from
Franklin with news of how the

war had taken toll and he would not return.

Burn, Georgia, burn.

He was the body, she was the soul of a love
affair they couldn't control.

While her world crumbled all around her, she was
not concerned.

Burn, Georgia, burn.

While strolling through her mind she stumbled on
an old, familiar feeling of

how he touched her many years ago and how he made
her yearn.

Burn, Georgia, burn.