On a rainy Wednesday morning
On the day that I was born
In the old sharecroppers one room country shack
They say my mammy left me the same day that she had me
Said she hit the road and never once looked back

And hell I thought I'd mention
My Grandma's old age pension
Is the reason why I'm standing here today
And I got my country learning milking and a churning
Pickin' cotton raising hell and bailin' hay

I've been to Georgia on a fast train honey
I wouldn't born no yesterday
I've got a good Christian raisin' and an eighth grade education
Ain't no need in y'all treatin' me this way
Oh yeah

And now sweet Caroline I don't guess I'll ever find
Another woman put together like you are
I like the wiggle in your walking
And your big city talkin'
Your brand new shiny Plymouth rag-top car

Well let's hurry up and wait in this world of give and take
And to say that hasting makes for waste every time
Well I declare to my soul when you hear those ages roll
You can bet I'm gonna get my share of mine

I've been to Georgia on a fast train honey
I wouldn't born no yesterday
I've got a good Christian raisin' and an eighth grade education
Ain't no need in y'all treatin' me this way

Don't need y'all treatin' me this way

Oh I love that guitar"