Early morning, pack my bags

Atlanta airport driver please

Lockheed Tristar, runway four

Don't you know I hate to leave.



Lazy Acres, five slow days

That Georgia farm gave me release

Tequila Sunrise lay me down

As the warm winds comb the trees.



But you know I'll return

For Atlanta I burn

Atlanta you're my home

All my life, all my days.



I like Atlanta, stayed there awhile

Kind of place that I could call home

I like Atlanta stayed there awhile

Kind of place that I could call home.



Down at Richards, Cactus fly

We jammed together all night long

Southern people have a real good time

Grab your stuff and come along.



But you know I'll return

For Atlanta I burn

Atlanta you're my home

All my life, all my days.



I like Atlanta, stayed there awhile

Kind of place that I could call home

I like Atlanta, stayed there awhile

Kind of place that I could call home.



L. A. N. T. A. Atlanta

Living in Atlanta.