John Vournakis and the Petty Thieves – Bloody Ground Lyrics

The ground gets bloody brown down in Georgia.
The church sounds echo back in the steeple above us.
And the autumn evangelists, they walk their routes
through the suburbs where I spent
all the days of my youth.

I can still hear advice from Grandma when she was alive.
“Get a job, find God and a good woman to get you by.”
God a job and I’m workin’ on God,
but I managed to lose my girl.
Ran away, ’cause it’s all I’ve learned
in my time on this earth.

Now I ramble through these towns,
and though I still want you around,
sure as my heart beats in my chest,
I know I’ll never be the safest bet.

The ground gets bloody brown down in Georgia.