An August evening
On West Peachtree
In a city built on music
Is where a mama had a son

He Grew up quickly
Dreamt of leaving
Chasing freedom
soon as he could
Like any boy he had to run

Oohahhhh
I moved to New York City
Did it all until I finally had enough

And I headed down to Nashville
When it hit me All that I had given up

Take me back to Atlanta
Where everybody's Jamming
where I entered the planet
Take me back to Atlanta

from my point of view
There ain't no place better
Driving down the streets
In the steamy weather

Never would have thought
It's Where I'd first break my heart
Ran away for years
now I'm finally better

So Take me back to Atlanta

Since I left town
seems like everything has changed
They're making movies here
It's so good to be home

Sometimes I find myself
Going back
to all the places that we went to
So I might see your face again

Ohhhhhhhhh
I moved to New York City
Did it all until I finally had enough

And I headed down to Nashville
When it hit me
All that I had given up

Take me back to Atlanta
Where everybody's Jamming
where I entered the planet
Take me back to Atlanta

from my point of view
There ain't no place better
Driving down the streets
In the steamy weather

Never would have thought
It's where I'd first break my heart
Ran away for years
now I'm finally better

So Take me back to Atlanta