There was Rock 'N' Roll across the dial. When I think of her, it makes me smile.

There was no use in pretending, no magic left to hear. All the music gave me was a craving for light beer.

But if you shoot at everyone you see, can't be my friend 'cause you might shoot at me.

As we celebrate mediocrity, all the boys upstairs want to see how much you'll pay for what you used to get for free.

Other arms reach out to me Other eyes smile tenderly Still in peaceful dreams I see The road leads back to you. Georgia, oh Georgia, no peace I find... Just an…

As you turned to go I heard you call my name, You were like a bird in a cage spreading its wings to fly 'The old ways are lost,' you sang as you flew And I won…

That strain once more; it bids remembrance rise.