Jack Blanchard & Misty Morgan - 47 Miles (To The Georgia Line)

The sun’s comin’ up behind a cloud, I hope it doesn’t rain
Somewhere near I can hear the rumble of a train
I drove all night, but that’s all right, I’ll soon be feelin’ fine
I’m only forty-seven Miles from the Georgia line

Up above the trees the birds all head for warmer weather
They don’t know the warm love glow when we get back together
I cried all night, but that’s all right, you made it just in time
You’re only forty-seven miles from the Georgia line

We’re a little bit wiser, a little bit older
Now we know that life without love is a whole lot colder
Been a long time comin’ home, can’t wait till I get you alone
There’s only forty-seven miles to the Georgia line

The sun is gone behind a cloud, the sky is turning gray
I’ve been saving all my love for this rainy day
I’ll be watchin’ for you at the door, beneath the Georgia pines
There’s only forty-seven miles to the Georgia line