"Why I Left Atlanta" lyrics

"Why I Left Atlanta"

Headin' west on 20
Just past Birmingham
Not sure where I'm going
I just can't turn back again
And I got headlights on the highway
I gotta heart that's away back home
And a picture of a life I lost to remind me why I'm gone

And that's why I left Atlanta
I drove away in a early mornin' haze
Yes that's why I left Atlanta
Me and Georgia seen our better days

Settled outside of the city
And bought a house and a little land
Built our hopes on dreamin'
Til those dreams got out of hand
And I was after something
I could never be
And I guess she finally grew too tired waitin' 'round on me

And that's why I left Atlanta
I drove away in a early mornin' haze
Yes that's why I left Atlanta
Me and Georgia seen our better days

I wish you could've held on a little longer
I wish I could've been a little stronger

God knows things don't always work out you plan
Well I could tell you my story I just don't know how it will end
So I'll keep right on drivin' till I run out of gas
And start again where I end up, ain't no use in lookin' back

And that's why I left Atlanta
I drove away in a early mornin' haze
Yes that's why I left Atlanta
Me and Georgia seen our better days
Me and Georgia seen our better days


Writer(s): Jason Thomas Eady
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