"Georgia In A Jug" lyrics

Mason jars on the dresser
Filled with quarters and dollars
Saving them for our trip around the world
But now you've changed your tune
There'll be no honeymoon
So, tonight I'm going there without you, girl

I'm going down to Mexico in a glass of tequila
Going down to Puerto Rico in a bottle of rum
Going out to Honolulu in a mai tai mug
Then I'm coming back home to Georgia in a jug

We'll never ride that bus to Mexico City
It's a pity
We'll never sail our ship into old San Juan
You'll never walk with me
on the beach of Waikiki
and we'll never share that brick suburban home

Today I'm taking that money out of the jar
Tonight I'll buy my ticket down at the corner bar

I'm going down to Mexico in a glass of tequila
Going down to Puerto Rico in a bottle of rum
Going out to Honolulu in a mai tai mug
Then I'm coming back home to Georgia in a jug

Then I'm coming back home to Georgia in a jug