Georgie, I can't stop drinking
Seems like every time I try, I can't stop thinking
Georgie, when I was a boy
I would be standing in the shade of a wedding cake hotel doorway
Watching sister with her liquor in a jar
Talk to older boys in cars

Ether was the town where I was born
They pulled iron from the ground and knife wounds from the port
They built a prison and it tempered in the sun
It rose up off a plateau like the last tooth in a gum
You went there by train
And you would never be the same

They made the blacks live outside of town
The weekend come they'd tear the whole place down
The Chinese came without weekends at all
And the whites complained the pay was better shooting them in the war
Home may be where the calm blinds
But I could see that they weren't lying

My first girl's old man was in a later war
He drank like a motherfucker, now I know what for
She took my van, put Louie in the jack
left a suicide note and I've got him to thank for that
And he can thank his statesman hosts
Although his chances are remote

Georgie, I can't stop drinking
Seems like every time I try, I can't stop thinking
Georgie, when I was a boy
I would be standing in the shade of a wedding cake hotel doorway
Watching sister with her liquor in a jar
Talk to older boys in cars