Bradley Hathaway - Georgia lyrics

Hair to her shoulders and her fingernails long She talked like a Georgia summer and all She brought me to her house; set me at her table Made me sweet tea; best that she was able Showed me pictures of her momma and daddy Told me stories that made her happy The 4th of July back in '82 Christmas lights, and her favorite shoes Postcards collected from around the world; Expectations of a little girl My tea ran dry; she re-filled my cup Fresh ice cubes; I think that I'm in love The humming of the refrigerator; Whatever I had to do, it could wait ‘till later Years gone by, and here I am Ring on the finger, baby in hand House on a hill; peaches on the trees Open windows and a gentle breeze