(David Wilkins - Tim Marshall)      Georgia, sweet, sweet Georgia   Keeps pulling on my ring.      Most men would give their right arm   Or anything they own   To have a woman just like you   To be waiting when they come home.      But the devil made me cheat on you   One too many times   And honey I'm sorry   But she left heaven on my mind.      Georgia, sweet Georgia   Keeps pulling on my ring   I need her and I love her Lord   She's a sweet and precious thing.      Her sweet and easy loving Lord   Beats all I've ever seen   Georgia, sweet, sweet Georgia   Keeps pulling on my ring.      I didn't want to fall in love   With anybody else   But when I tasted heaven Lord   I just couldn't help myself.      I pray someday that you'll forget   And forgive me for everything   But I just can't seem to love you   With Georgia pulling on my ring.      Georgia, sweet Georgia   Keeps pulling on my ring   I need her and I love her Lord   She's a sweet and precious thing.      Georgia, sweet, sweet Georgia   Keeps pulling on my ring...