I hear the bloodhounds a-bayin' I know just what they're sayin'
Georgia boy, there's no place you can hide Sheriff's bus is gunnin' I gotta keep on a-runnin' Till I cross the river and I'm on the other side
Maybe tomorrow there'll be no more sorrow Then I'll try to change my life of sin But in the meantime, these words keep runnin' through my mind This Georgia boy's in trouble again
In the Georgia boy camp The food is bad, the water's bad I said, isn't that no way for a dog to play?
Solitary drove me wild So one night the bars I filed Once again I became a fugitive Standin' on the back roads, lookin' for a railroad Searchin' for a boxcar to hide in
But in the meantime, these words keep runnin' through my mind This Georgia boy's in trouble again Oh, this Georgia boy's in trouble again