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Origineel

Livin' out of a suitcase Sleepin' in hotel rooms Rental cars and airport bars And dog day afternoons My occupation is a picker And music is my game Sometimes it makes me crazy But I would not change a thing So, lay down a back beat And crank up your trusty Gibson, son Let's give it everything we got just one more time Lovin' the life we're livin' Playin' that Georgia rhythm Nothin' else ever made me feel so fine Four o'clock in the morning Waitin' for a plane We passed around the bottle, Lord, And we don't feel no pain Life out here on the highway Has its ups and downs But last night the Georgia rhythm Tore up another town So, lay down a back beat Crank up your trusty Gibson, son Let's give it everything we got just one more time We are lovin' the life we're livin' Playin' that Georgia rhythm Nothin' else ever made me feel so fine Rising above the madness Homeward bound again To normal ways and lazy days And old familiar friends Some conversation with my lady Some love long overdue God knows I hate to leave her But I got a job to do So lay down a back beat Crank up your trusty Gibson, son Let's give it everything we got just one more time, We are lovin' the life we're livin' Playin' that Georgia rhythm Nothin' else ever made me feel this fine Let's give it everything we got just one more time

 

Vertaling

Leven uit een koffer Slapen in hotelkamers Huurauto's en luchthaven bars En hondenmiddagen Mijn beroep is een plukker En muziek is mijn spel Soms maakt het me gek Maar ik zou er niets aan veranderen So, lay down a back beat And crank up your trusty Gibson, son Let's give it everything we got just one more time Lovin' the life we're livin' Playin' that Georgia rhythm Nothin' else ever made me feel so fine Four o'clock in the morning Waitin' for a plane We hebben de fles rondgegeven, Heer, And we don't feel no pain Het leven hier op de snelweg Has its ups and downs But last night the Georgia rhythm Tore up another town So, lay down a back beat Zet je trouwe Gibson op, zoon Let's give it everything we got just one more time We are lovin' the life we're livin Playin' that Georgia rhythm Nothin' else ever made me feel so fine Rising above the madness Homeward bound again To normal ways and lazy days And old familiar friends Een gesprek met mijn vrouw Wat liefde die al lang had moeten komen God weet dat ik het haat om haar te verlaten But I got a job to do So lay down a back beat Zet je trouwe Gibson harder, jongen Let's give it everything we got just one more time, We are lovin' the life we're livin Playin' that Georgia rhythm Nothin' else ever made me feel this fine Let's give it everything we got just one more time