Brent Cobb-South Of Atlanta
Album-Shine On Rainy Day

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There’s a town in south Georgia, where the water is clean
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Loblollies grow tall, the winters ain’tmean
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people who live their are the kind you can trust, 
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they all are up riding the county school bus

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There’s a town in south Georgia so humble and small
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If you sneezed driving through it, you won’t see it all
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Every Sunday at supper their bowing there heads
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Thankful for snap peas and chili cornbread


Chorus:
        A         E         B     E
Take me south of Atlanta, down I85
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A little east of Alabama, where old glory still flies
       A            E                 B          E
You can smell honey suckle, put your nose in the air
       A            E             B             E
Take me south of Atlanta, don’t stop till were there.

Old Joe’s at the Chevron, take that to the bank
He’ll wipe of your windows , he’ll fill ups your tank
Theres a good game of checkers it’s happening somewhere, 
You ain’t had BBQ till you had it down there

Chorus:
Take me south of Atlanta, down I85
A little east of Alabama, where old glory still flies
You can smell honey suckle, put your nose in the air
Take me south of Atlanta, don’t stop till were there.

Iterlude:

E            	  	  	  	    A              E
There’s a town in south Georgia where the fishing still good
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If you want a fire you gotta split your own wood
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People wave without taking their hand off the wheel
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Their keeping it simple, their keeping it real
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If they give you their word you can put it in stone
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If the whole world goes crazy, there’s one place that won’t
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And Lord when I die, lets make a deal
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Lay me down in that town, where time stands still

Chorus:
Take me south of Atlanta, down I85
A little east of Alabama, where old dixie still flies
You can smell honey suckle, put your nose in the air
Take me south of Atlanta, don’t stop till were there.