The only needle that I'm moving is the one that's on the dash and sometimes I'm a diesel
Running on empty on a long stretch of black East, West, left, up, down, right
Don't change where I point my headlights
To the Chattahoochee River running underneath a pine
Sweet perfume off a honeysuckle vine
Corner Georgia Dive, y'all come back on the door
My stuck-in time, my true north
Spring, stain, sweet tea and a red letter page
Y'all call my name when I lose my way
When I need to see the light on my mama's front porch
I head down south to my true north
My heart's got a compass
That must be a little busted cause it's
Stuck on a map dot
Wrap around, set aside
Knows where I'm going and where I've been
But I got no objection
That it only points in one direction
To the Chattahoochee River running underneath a pine
Sweet perfume off a honeysuckle vine
Corner Georgia Dive, y'all come back on the door
My stuck-in time, my true north
Spring, stain, sweet tea and a red letter page
Y'all call my name when I lose my way
When I need to see the light on my mama's front porch
I head down south to my true north
East, west, left, up, down, right
Good, bad, or just alright
I'll always point my headlines
To the Chattahoochee River running underneath a pine
Sweet perfume off a honeysuckle vine
Corner Georgia Dive, go Dawgs on the door
My stuck-in time, my true north
Spring, stain, sweet tea and a red letter page
Y'all call my name when I lose my way
When I need to see the light on my mama's front porch
I head down south to my true north
Oh, to my true north