Well, now they call me the breeze, but I keep blowin' down the roadWell, now they call me the breeze, but I keep blowin' down the roadBut I ain't got me nobody, so I don't care to be no blowNo, noNow, there ain't no change in the weather, ain't no changes in meThere ain't no change in the weather, ain't no changes in meWell, I ain't hidin' from nobody, nobody's hidin' from meThat's the way it's supposed to beIt's supposed to beYeahYeahLa CapetrineLa Capetrine, la babyLa Capetrine, la babyWell, I gotta keep movin' onLa Capetrine, la babyWell, I gotta keep movin' onMight go up to CaliforniaMight go to Georgia, I don't knowWell, I drink your Georgia peachesMake you feel goodMakes me feel right at homeWell, I drink your Georgia peachesMakes me feel right at homeBut I don't love me no one womanSo I can't stay in Georgia longWell, now they call me the breezeI keep blowin' down the roadWell, now they call me the breezeWell, now they call me the breezeI keep blowin' down the roadBut I ain't got me nobodyI don't carry me no loadMr. GreenMr. GreenMr. GreenMr. GreenMr. GreenMr. Green