If I Ever Get Back to Georgia Songtext
von Dean Martin

Well the wind blows cold in New York City
Along about the middle of now
And I′m telling you I'd be a happy man
If I could get away somehow

Cause I′m growing old before my time
Finally I see the light
But if it costs a dime to get around the world
I couldn't get out of sight

But if I ever get back to Georgia
There'd be no messing around
If I ever get back to Georgia
I gonna nail my feet to the ground
(In the cold, cold ground)

Well the buildings here in New York City
Grow so doggone tall
Sometimes you can walk for a couple of days
And never see the sun at all


So I left last night I was homeward bound
I wanna sit and I cry
Cause I stuck out my thumb, till my thumb got numb
And the car went right on by

But if I ever get back to Georgia
There′d be no messing around
If I ever get back to Georgia
I gonna nail my feet to the ground
(In the cold, cold ground)

Well I guess my time in New York City
Hasn′t been a total waste
Cause I met a little girl from social world
I really put her in her place

When she sold me half of the Brooklyn Bridge
I hung around just for spite
But I played it smart, till I won her heart
And I bought the other half last night

But if I ever get back to Georgia
There'd be no messing around
If I ever get back to Georgia
I gonna nail my feet to the ground


But if I ever get back to Georgia
There′d be no messing around
If I ever get back to Georgia
I gonna nail my feet to the ground
(In the cold, cold ground)