Georgia to Texas

504 black girl carried me

In her womb to the land of the peach

Her birthing pains brought me low

But she held me high on Peachtree road

Got my mother’s eyes and my father’s nose

Also got brother's hand-me-down clothes

We had no green but the love was strong

It was all we’d need to get us along, get us along

Left ATL for the Texas way

We drove 20 East in my daddy's '88

I learned in school I didn't measure up

I fell short of what true blackness was

Mama taught the righteous way

I set down that path but went astray

Paid for love on a crescent moon

In that Oklahoma motel room

Kyree taught me chords to strum

They got me through when I felt numb

504 black girl

504 black girl carried me

504 black girl, black girl

504 black girl carried me

504 black girl carried me

504 black girl carried me