Ball and Chain

Mm, mm Oh, oh, yeah, ah, yeah, yeah Sitting here thinking Damn I'm getting a little older Trying to find some piece of mind Take the weight of the world off my shoulders Mm, got me driving down the highway Trying to make it through each and every day (every day) Fade to black and all poverty Take a truck and move my people down south with me Trade my ball and chain in for a ticket On a one way trip into Georgia Big smiles, apple pies, my people, and blue skies Tomatoes grow where I can pick 'em On an open highway to Georgia Green grass, tear stains, shadow dancing in the pouring rain Sitting here looking in the mirror Damn it's getting a little clearer If I could paint a perfect picture Would you dare take it with ya, take it with ya, take it with ya Picture us whistling while fishing Picture us dancing while romancing To a tune that belongs to me and u My ball and chain we will all be free yeah Trade my ball and chain in for a ticket On a one way trip in Georgia Big smiles, apple pies, my people, and blue skies Tomatoes grow where I can pick 'em On an open highway to Georgia Green grass, tear stains, shadow dancing in the pouring rain We can be dancing, steady romancing Whistling, while we steady fishing Yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah) oh, oh Oh, yeah Trade my ball and chain in for a ticket On a one way trip in Georgia (see all my people) Big smiles, apple pies, my people, and blue skies Tomatoes grow where I can pick 'em On an open highway to Georgia Green grass, tear stains, shadow dancing in the pouring rain --- Ball and Chain - Anthony Hamilton