Tall Trees in Georgia

Tall trees in Georgia

They grow so high, they shade me so

I'm sadly walking through the thicket I go

The sweetest love I ever had I left aside
Because I did not want to be any man's bride

My parents took me where ever I traveled out

I traveled west and north and east and south
When I grew older and married I would be
I found my sweetheart, he would not marry me

When I was younger the boys a-courtin' came around
But now I'm older and they're all settled down

Young girls take warning and don't complain
And 'don't make moan
For if you're fickle you'll soon be left alone

Control your mind, my girl, and give your heart to one
For if you love all men you'll sure be left with none

And if perfection were to be found in mortal men
We'd soon grow tired and go off alone again

Tall trees in Georgia

They grow so high, they shade me so

I'm sadly walking through the thicket I go