Из альбома: Blues alley
Tall trees in Georgia,
They grow so high
They shade me so
And sadly walking
Through the thicket I go
The sweetest love I ever had
I left aside
Because I did not want
To be any man's bride
But now I'm older
And married I would be
I found my sweetheart
But he would not marry me
When I was younger
The boys all came around
But now I'm older
And they've all settled down
Control your mind my girl
And give your heart to one
For if you love all men
You'll be surely left with none
Tall trees in Georgia,
They grow so high
They shade me so
And sadly walking
Through the thicket I go