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Vicki Lawrence |
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Miscellaneous |
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The Night The Lights Went Out In Georgia |
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The Night the Lights Went Out In Georgia |
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Vicki Lawrence |
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Words and Music by her husband, Bobby Russell |
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(peak Billboard position # 1 in 1973) |
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He was on his way home from Candletop |
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Been two weeks gone and he thought he'd stop |
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At William's and have him a drink 'fore he went home to her |
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Andy Wolloe said "Hello" |
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And he said "Hi, what's doin', Wo?" |
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"Seth, sit down, I got some bad news, it's gonna hurt" |
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He said "I'm your best friend and you know that's right" |
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"But your young bride ain't home tonight" |
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"Since you been gone she's been seein' that Amos boy, Seth " |
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Well, he got mad 'n' he saw red and Andy said "Boy, don'tcha lose your head" |
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" 'cause to tell ya the truth, I been with her myself" |
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That's the night that the lights went out in Georgia |
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That's the night that they hung an innocent man |
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Well, don't trust your soul to no backwoods Southern lawyer |
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'cause the judge in the town's got bloodstains on his hands |
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Well, Andy got scared and left the bar |
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Walkin' on home 'cause he didn't live far |
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See, Andy didn't have many friends and he'd just lost him one |
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Brother thought his wife musta left town |
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So he went home and finally found |
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The only thing Papa had left him, that was a gun |
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And he went off to Andy's house |
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A'skippin' through the backwoods quiet as a mouse |
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Came upon some tracks too small for Andy to make |
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He looked through the screen at the back-porch door |
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And he saw Andy lyin' on the floor |
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In a puddle of blood and he started to shake |
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Well, the Georgia Patrol was a'makin' their rounds |
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So he fired a shot just to flag 'em down |
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And a big-bellied sheriff got his gun and said "why'dya do it?" |
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And the judge said "Guilty" in a make-believe trial |
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And slapped the sheriff on the back with a smile |
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Said' supper's waitin' at home and I gotta get to it" |
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That's the night that the lights went out in Georgia |
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That's the night that they hung an innocent man |
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Well, don't trust your soul to no backwoods Southern lawyer |
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'cause the judge in the town's got bloodstains on his hands |
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Well, they hung my brother before I could say |
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The tracks he saw while on his way |
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To Andy's house and back that night were mine |
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And his cheatin' wife had never left town |
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And that's one body that'll never be found |
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See, little sister don't miss when she aims her gun |
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That's the night that the lights went out in Georgia, oh-oh-aah |
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That's the night that they hung an innocent man, ah-huh-unh |
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Well, don't trust your soul to no backwoods Southern lawyer |
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FADE |
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'cause the judge in the town's got bloodstains on his hands |
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Transcribed by Ronald E. Hontz, who won't swear positively to the correctness of |
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the proper names herein, but they are close to what's sung. Anyone with sheet |
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music should feel free to contact me. |
