Walking to a motel dinner
Look around to find the place
But the room was mad and crowded
Then I saw an empty space

Sitting down across the table
Looking to a friendly face
Starting up I make things hotter
Then we move into my place

Sweet lady from Georgia
Oh, now what a shame
Sweet lady from Georgia
And I didn't even know her name
 
Driving down the dusted highway
Couldn't get her off my mind
Didn't even get her number
So we could meet another time

Sweet lady from Georgia
Oh, now what a shame
Sweet lady from Georgia
And I didn't even know her name