They call me the breeze, I keep blowing down the road
They call me the breeze, I keep blowing down the road
I ain't got me nobody, I ain't carrying me no load
Ain't no change in the weather, ain't no change in me
There ain't no change in the weather, ain't no change in me
I ain't hiding from nobody, nobody's hiding from me
I got that green light, baby, I got to keep moving on
I got that green light, baby, I got to keep moving on
I might go out to California, might go down to Georgia, I don't know
Well I dig you Georgia peaches
Makes me feel right at home
Well now I dig you Georgia peaches
Makes me feel right at home
But I don't love me no one woman
So I can't stay in Georgia long
Well now they call me the breeze
I keep blowing down the road
Well now they call me the breeze
I keep blowing down the road
I ain't got me nobody
I don't carry me no load
Oooh mr breeze