Gary Stewart
Gary Stewart
Gary Stewart
Gary Stewart
Gary Stewart
Gary Stewart
Gary Stewart
Gary Stewart
Gary Stewart
Gary Stewart
Draggin' shackles down in Georgia
The mem'ry of her's burnin' up my brain
Draggin' shackles down in Georgia
That woman's every link in these old chains
James' House of Jewellery
Had the ring she liked the most
Just the thing I needed to win her hand
Now, James' House of Jewellery
Is a-missing one fine ring
And James says he isn't sure I bought the ring
I'm draggin' shackles down in Georgia
The mem'ry of her's burnin' up my brain
Draggin' shackles down in Georgia
That woman's every link in these old chains
I get up ev'ry mornin'
Before the birds begin to sing
The only place I see you's in a dream
And the cold chill of a captive heart
Makes me wish I were dead
Huntin' down the road with you in my arms, Lord I can't
Instead, I'm draggin' shackles down in Georgia
The mem'ry of her's burnin' up my brain
Draggin' shackles down in Georgia
That woman's every link in these old chains
Draggin' shackles down in Georgia
The mem'ry of her's burnin' up my brain
Draggin' shackles down in Georgia
That woman's every link in these old chains