I hate the way you look Gettin' smaller in my rearview Rollin' up the road to Music City, Lord To sing my hometown blues Now that my wheels are turnin' Now that we've said goodbye I'm tradin' my sweet and lonesome past For a rhinestone-studded sky I'm gonna leave my troubles Rollin' in the dust behind I'm hopin' my star's gonna shine, shine Across the state line Well, Tennessee, keep Georgia Tennessee, keep Georgia Tennessee, keep Georgia off of my mind ♪ I can drink a Coca-Cola I can eat a peach or two Spinnin' Ray Charles records 'til the sun goes down But I cry when he sings that song of you, and I'm gonna leave my troubles Rollin' in the dust behind I'm hopin' my star's gonna shine, shine Across the state line Well, Tennessee, keep Georgia Tennessee, keep Georgia Tennessee, keep Georgia off of my mind ♪ Well, I said Back where the sound is so sweet and clear Where the folks I know still hold me dear I gotta catch a south-bound train outta here I'm gonna leave my troubles Rollin' in the dust behind I'm hopin' my star's gonna shine, shine Across the state line Well, Tennessee, keep Georgia Tennessee, keep Georgia Tennessee, keep Georgia off of my mind Ooh Ooh, yeah Off of my mind Off of my mind