Georgie, I can't stop drinking Seems like every time I try, I can't stop thinking Georgie, when I was a boy I would be standing in the shade of a wedding cake hotel doorway Watching sister with her liquor in a jar Talk to older boys in cars
Ether was the town where I was born They pulled iron from the ground and knife wounds from the port They built a prison and it tempered in the sun It rose up off a plateau like the last tooth in a gum You went there by train And you would never be the same
They made the blacks live outside of town The weekend come they'd tear the whole place down The Chinese came without weekends at all And the whites complained the pay was better shooting them in the war Home may be where the calm blinds But I could see that they weren't lying
My first girl's old man was in a later war He drank like a motherfucker, now I know what for She took my van, put Louie in the jack left a suicide note and I've got him to thank for that And he can thank his statesman hosts Although his chances are remote
Georgie, I can't stop drinking Seems like every time I try, I can't stop thinking Georgie, when I was a boy I would be standing in the shade of a wedding cake hotel doorway Watching sister with her liquor in a jar Talk to older boys in cars