Atlanta (No Instrumental Available)

Stephen Babcock Fiction

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Atlanta (No Instrumental Available) 03:50

Description

One-Stop, Folk acoustic singer songwriter, Fast tempo, organic, relationships, love song, positive, hopeful, warm, heartland, Americana, uplifting chorus, Male vocals, acoustic guitar, electric guitar, bass, drums, slide guitar, organ, New Hartford, New York, United States

Lyrics

She was the last dance on the first day of my life
She was the sunrise in the middle of the night
She could beat me up like that old Chevrolet
I couldn't two step, but I danced along any way

I know the storms they will be coming through
And I know that you are leaving soon
But I won't leave you

Oh well, I keep telling myself
I keep telling myself honey it's fine
Go on take Atlanta I don't need your answers
But I'm running out of time

She could move mountains with the wave of her hand
She couldn't tell that she made a boy out of a man
She could knock me out like Tyson never could
She had me spellbound like no ever should

I know the storms they will be coming through
And I know that you are leaving soon
But I won't leave you

Oh well, I keep telling myself
I keep telling myself honey it's fine
Go on take Atlanta I don't need your answers
But I'm running out of time

She was the last dance on the first day of my life

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