Headin' into the hills again, Thursday, North Georgia bound 'Bout 43 miles to my destination, Little gold rush college town Blue Ridge Mountains on the horizon. Here I come Smoke like a freight train, passin' time racin' the sun When I cross that city limit sign, I'm feelin' fine Oh Dahlonega Seems everybody knows my name, Man it really blows my mind 'Cause I've never been one of those popular guys Always the quiet kind Never a local football star celebrity None of the cool girls ever seemed to notice me Oh but now I hear 'em sing along and feel at home In Dahlonega Think I've struck gold I've struck gold right here Bury my heart and call it home Midnight it's closin' time Last call for alcohol Watch everybody stumble away Hear highway 60 call It's back to the real world, 9 to 5 payin' the bills Back to the routines, fillin' my flask and poppin' pills When I cross that Lumpkin County line I'll be cryin' I'll be cryin' Dahlonega Dahlonega