You know that you had nothing when I met you,
baby
Look what you got now
Sometimes I wonder did I make a mistake
When I brought you from the South
So I'm gonna send you back to Georgetown
Girl, girl, that's where you belong
Mmm
You done got in a big city You done started doing me wrong
You know that your mama and your papa done told me,
baby
Not to take you from the South A doctor saw you as a little child
Said the bright lights drove you wild
So I'm gonna send you back to Georgetown
Girl, God, you don't know a thing No,
no
When I first met you, baby
You couldn't even read or write your name
No, no
Send me back
Mmm You know that you're on the streets with
your bald head Tryna play the high class game
You're on the streets both the day and
night Don't even have pocket change
So I'm gonna send you back to Georgetown Girl,
before I use my rhyme
Mmm And I ain't understanding,
baby
What is making your head so hard
So crazy hard
So moving hard
So swinging hard
Come on, give it to me
And send me back home