Chorus:
I'm troubled, I'm troubled
I'm troubled in mind
If trouble don't kill me Lord
I'll live a long time
Courting is pleasure
And parting is grief
But a false hearted lover
Is worse than a thief
For a thief will just rob you
And take what you've saved
But a false hearted lover
Will lead you to your grave
Chorus
And the grave will decay you
And turn you to dust
Not one girl in a million
That a poor boy can trust
They'll hug you and kiss you
And tell you more lies
Than cross ties on a railroad
Or stars in the sky
Chorus
I'm going to Georgia
I'm going to Rome
I'm going to Georgia
Gonna make it my home
I'm gonna build me a cabin
On the mountain so high
Where the wild birds and the turtledoves
Can hear my sad cry
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