Pretty Things - Atlanta Lyrics

Early morning, pack my bags Atlanta airport driver please Lockheed tristar, runway four Don’t you know I hate to leave. Lazy acres, five slow days That georgia farm gave me release Tequila sunrise lay me down As the warm winds comb the trees. But you know I’ll return For atlanta I burn Atlanta you’re my home All my life, all my days. I like atlanta, stayed there awhile Kind of place that I could call home I like atlanta stayed there awhile Kind of place that I could call home. Down at richards, cactus fly We jammed together all night long Southern people have a real good time Grab your stuff and come along. But you know I’ll return For atlanta I burn Atlanta you’re my home All my life, all my days. I like atlanta, stayed there awhile Kind of place that I could call home I like atlanta, stayed there awhile Kind of place that I could call home. L. a. n. t. a. atlanta Living in atlanta. Pretty Things Lyrics Atlanta Lyrics