Going to Georgia

I'm going to Georgia
I'm going to roam
I'm going to Georgia
And make it my home

Oh, won't you forgive me?
For telling that lie
And you come back tomorrow
And never ask why

Oh, I've been a rambler
For the most of my days
And I'll keep on a-rambling
If you don't change my ways

For I once had a sweetheart
And now I've got none
And I've no one to blame
But myself all alone

Oh, I courted and kissed her
Till she said she was mine
Then I went on my way
Leaving her there behind

So I'm going to Georgia
I'm going to roam
I'm going to Georgia
To make it my home