Lookin’ ’way over in Georgia;
Well I can stan’,
Lookin’ ’way over in Georgia,
O-eh-he, Lawd, Lawd,
She’s burnin’ down,
Lawd, she’s burnin’ down.
For sheer artistry, however, one would have to search a long time to find a superior to the following verses, sung by a young Negro workingman, on platform and swing, washing the brick walls of a newly constructed university building.
Bear Cat Down in Georgia
I’ll be back here,
I’ll be back here,