Pretty Things - Atlanta Lyrics
Early morning, pack my bagsAtlanta airport driver pleaseLockheed tristar, runway fourDont you know I hate to leave.Lazy acres, five slow daysThat georgia farm gave me releaseTequila sunrise lay me downAs the warm winds comb the trees.But you know Ill returnFor atlanta I burnAtlanta youre my homeAll my life, all my days.I like atlanta, stayed there awhileKind of place that I could call homeI like atlanta stayed there awhileKind of place that I could call home.Down at richards, cactus flyWe jammed together all night longSouthern people have a real good timeGrab your stuff and come along.But you know Ill returnFor atlanta I burnAtlanta youre my homeAll my life, all my days.I like atlanta, stayed there awhileKind of place that I could call homeI like atlanta, stayed there awhileKind of place that I could call home.L. a. n. t. a. atlantaLiving in atlanta.