Apple Trees and Honey Bees

APPLE TREES, HONEY BEES

Apple trees, honey bees, country lanes and sunshine
Gravel roads that wind up through the hills
Hillside farms, old red barns, dogwood trees in blossom
Makes me think of home and always will

Chorus But I’ll be yours for the time that I’ll be with you
But don’t look for me to stay around too long
I’ll do the best I can, I’ll try to be your friend
But if the urge for Georgia gets too strong
You’ll turn and look for me and I’ll be gone

Summer rains, movin’ trains, bullfrogs in the spring time
The calling of a distant whipporwill
Kids at play, new cut hay, shirts hung on a clothesline
Makes me think of home and always will

Repeat Chorus

You can dream all your dreams, but dreams will never hold me
To tell the truth I’m just the travelin’ kind
I cant stay, one more day, If Georgia starts to call me And Georgia might just call me anytime

Repeat Chorus