Texty: Collective Soul. Afterwords. Georgia Girl.

She moved south as a child
She moved from the Jersey Shore
Such a [Incomprehensible] the ocean
But she don?t recall much more

She loved the contagious youth
Still she swears she has no past
And says she don?t take love
?Cause that high, it never last

Welcome to her world
Welcome to the world
Of my Georgia girl

She offers up fellowship
To those who come from broken homes
Yes, she laughs in the crowds
While her heart is all alone

Welcome to her world
Welcome to the world
Of my Georgia girl

Welcome to her world
Welcome to the world
Of my Georgia girl

She moved south as a child