Bblues Of A Georgia Boy (Lyrics) Poem by Barry A. Lanier

Born in ole' humid Georgia
Walking barefoot through the mud
Back in those days picked ole' cotton
Somehow it was in your blood
Raised poor in wretched Georgia
Walking barefoot through mud
Ten long years cropping 'bacca'
Then I left that place for good
Saw my momma chopping cotton
While Dad drank the 'shine' straight
Made my mind up, leaving next morning
Dad napping, hung up in the gate
Jumped a redeye to Memphis
Then on to New York City too
Guessing by now a worldy fella'
But still got them Georgia Blues
Caught a redeye back to Atlanta
Where home I'd stay for good
Now I'm back home choppin' cotton
Walking barefoot through the mud