Capo 1st Fret                   Well the wind blows cold in New York City along about the middle of now And I’m telling you I’d be a happy man if I could get away somehow Cause I’m growing old before my time finally I see the light But if it costs a dime to get around the world I couldn’t get out of sight    But if I ever get back to Georgia there’ll be no messing around If I ever get back to Georgia I gonna nail my feet to the ground          (In the cold cold ground) Well the buildings here in New York City grow so doggone tall Sometimes you can walk for a couple of days and never see the sun at all So I left last night I was homeward bound now I wanna sit and I cry Cause I stuck out my thumb till my thumb got numb and the cars went right on by But if I ever get back to Georgia there’ll be no messing around If I ever get back to Georgia I gonna nail my feet to the ground          (In the cold cold ground) Well I guess my time in New York City hasn’t been a total waste Cause I met a little girl from a social world I really put her in her place When she sold me half of the Brooklyn Bridge I hung around just for spite And I played this part till I won her heart and I bought the other half last night    But if I ever get back to Georgia there’ll be no messing around If I ever get back to Georgia I gonna nail my feet to the ground          [In the cold cold ground] Repeat chorus one more time

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À propos de la chanson

La chanson évoque le désir intense de retourner en Géorgie après une expérience frustrante à New York. Le protagoniste ressent le poids de la vie citadine, où le froid et les gratte-ciels le rendent nostalgique de son chez-lui. Il rêve de retrouver une simplicité et une stabilité, refusant de se laisser distraire par les promesses éphémères de la grande ville. L'idée de "clouer ses pieds au sol" symbolise son envie de rester ancré dans un endroit qui lui procure du réconfort et de la paix. Malgré quelques rencontres marquantes dans cette grande métropole, son cœur n’appartient qu'à la Géorgie.