Georgia Moon - Shakey Graves

Doing eighty-five going north on eighty-one

Won’t see my baby till the rising of the sun

Tennessee keeps warning' me if I booze it I might lose it

But shine on Georgia moon

Shine on

Yeah well its hard to see the road

Through this rain and all the fog

Well this Appalachian driving has me tired as a dog

But this mason full of moonshine, is gonna keep me mighty strong

So shine on Georgia moon

Shine on

So loosen up the lid and open up the throttle

You wanna see the light?

Ain’t gonna find it in a bottle

Cause when I’m sippin' on a jar

The road ain’t quite so long

So shine on Georgia moon

Shine on