E
Your mama said I ain't no good, your daddy said it too
E
Well I've said all I got to say and I ain't got through to you
A E
Got through to you, what's a boy to do
B7 E
comin' all the way to Waycross just to stand in line for you
Well I'm stuck out along side of the road with my thumb up in the air
Well ain't got a place to be and I sure ain't got a prayer
Ain't got a prayer, what's a boy to do
Put a thousand miles behind me just to kill these Georgia blues
A
Here I come
E
I'm a-rolling through
B7
Coming all the way to Waycross
E
Just to steal a kiss from you
Well I hope you're waiting for me when I'm coming up the drive
Hope we're gonna do them things make me glad that I'm alive
Put on your dress, your dancing shoes
Coming all the way to Waycross just to cut a rug with you
Well it's four o'clock in the morning or three in the afternoon
On a two-way road to Sunday or a one-way to the blues
Tell me why, Babe, tell me when
Put a candle in the window and I'll be back again
Chorus
I'd kill a thousand months of Sundays
With these Waycross Georgia blues