Atlanta was on fire, so was she the night he left her
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He left her there to bare her pain alone
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Hoping to return
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Burn, Georgia burn.
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Roaring of the guns feel the emptiness inside her
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Where once she felt the pounding of her heart
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When he held her in his arms the tenderness they learned
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Burn, Georgia burn.
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He was a body, she was the soul
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Of the love affair they couldn't control
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While their world was falling down around them
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They were not concerned
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Burn, Georgia burn.
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Winter brought the snow, and the rider down from Franklin
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With news about the war had taken a toll
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And he would not return
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Burn, Georgia burn.
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He was a body, she was the soul
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Of the love affair they couldn't control
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While their world was falling down around them
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They were not concerned
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Burn, Georgia burn.
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While strolling through her mind
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She stumbled on an old familier feeling
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Of how he touched her many years ago
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And how he made her burn
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Burn, Georgia burn...
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Burn Georgia Burn
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| Alabama |
