Cold was the night and hard was the ground They found her in a small grove of trees Lonesome was the place where Georgia was found She’s too young to be out on the street
Why wasn’t God watching? Why wasn’t God listening? Why wasn’t God there for Georgia Lee?
Ida said she couldn’t keep Georgia from dropping out of school I was doing the best that I could But she kept runnin’ away from this world These children are so hard to raise good
Why wasn’t God watching? Why wasn’t God listening? Why wasn’t God there for Georgia Lee?
Close your eyes and count to ten I will go and hide but then Be sure to find me, I want you to find me And we’ll play all over, we’ll play all over We will play all over again
There’s a toad in the witch grass, there’s a crow in the corn Wildflowers on a cross by the road And somewhere a baby is crying for her mom As the hills turn from green back to gold
Why wasn’t God watching? Why wasn’t God listening? Why wasn’t God there for Georgia Lee? Why wasn’t God watching? Why wasn’t God listening? Why wasn’t God there for Georgia Lee?