Atlanta Georgia Stray

<br>On the Greyhound bus trip home I was feelin` all alone<br>When a long haired gal sat down next to me<br>She said she was Atlanta bound kill some time maybe kick around<br>Cause it sounded like a friendly place to be<br>From Chicago to Kentucky we just talked awhile<br>And somewhere in between I was captured by her smile<br>But while I left the bus in Nashville spent a mistery till today<br>Cause for two years I`ve been truckin` down that Atlanta Georgia stray<br>[ trumpet ]<br>Well she said all living things have a secret pair of wings<br>And I`m of the lucky ones who learned to fly<br>Though I don`t even know your name I can tell we`re much the same<br>Cause you`ve got that faraway look in your eyes<br>Right then I knew I`d found what I`ve been searching for<br>And by the tears that filled her eyes she felt the same I`m almost sure<br>But while I left the bus in Nashville spent a mistery till today<br>Cause for two years I`ve been truckin` down that Atlanta Georgia stray<br>[ trumpet ]<br>Well I`m flat broke once again I haven`t eaten in God knows when<br>And the weather is the showing signs of rain<br>I gotta make it in the town hit the clubs and ask around<br>Even though the answers all will be the same<br>Well I`d walk a mile for every word I spoke into<br>And up to now I haven`t come across one little single proof<br>Cause when I left the bus in Nashville why it was my favorite way<br>Cause for two years I`ve been truckin` down that Atlanta Georgia stray<br>(That Atlanta Georgia stray Atlanta Georgia stray)