Lyrics

I met a girl
She was buying wine
I was shopping at The Fresh Market
Down on Peachtree and Pine

Yeah, she looked up
I had to stare
'Cuz when she smiled, I couldn't see
Anything but her and me

We knew something was happening
In a real big way
But my job made me leave her
The very next day

Left half my heart in Georgia
And I'm functionally impaired
Half a heart
Is rough
If you aren't
Emotionally prepared
Half my heart in Georgia

I've been to Sacramento
And down to San Francisco
Now it's Portland and Seattle
Every mile's an uphill battle

I can't get her off my mind
She's in the traffic lights
And the damn stop signs

Left half my heart in Georgia
And I'm functionally impaired
Half a heart
Is rough
If you aren't
Emotionally prepared
Left half my heart in Georgia

I used to love these trips
Thought I'd conquer the world
But the world ain't what I want
I'm just a boy who wants that girl

Left half my heart in Georgia
And I'm functionally impaired
Half a heart
Is rough
If you aren't
Emotionally prepared
Left half my heart in Georgia

I'm going back to Georgia
Left half my heart in Georgia