Lyrics I'm Atlanta Bound - Gene Autry
Went
home
this
mornin',
the
clock
was
strikin'
four
And
I
seen
another
daddy
goin'
out
my
back
door
I'm
Atlanta
bound,
Atlanta
bound
I
hunt
the
rounder
that
stole
that
gal
of
mine
I'm
Atlanta
bound,
Atlanta
bound
I'll
bring
him
back
in
a
box
of
hind
(Yodelahee)
I
thought
I
had
a
good
gal,
I
treated
her
like
a
queen
But
now
she
found
another
daddy
and
turned
her
damper
down
on
me
I
shot
that
rounder
that
stole
away
my
gal
The
next
time
she
sees
that
man,
it'll
be
in
the
other
world
I'm
Atlanta
bound,
Atlanta
bound
They
tied
me
to
a
ball
and
chain
I'm
Atlanta
bound,
Atlanta
bound
I'll
never
see
my
gal
again
(Yodelahee)
1 Blue Yodel #5
2 No One To Call Me Darling
3 Frankie And Johnny
4 Waiting For A Train
5 Blue Yodel #4 (California Blues)
6 Whisper Your Mother's Name
7 Hobo Bill's Last Ride
8 The Yodeling Hobo
9 He's In The Jailhouse Now No. 2
10 High Powered Mama
11 Pistol Packin' Papa
12 Any Old Time
13 That's How I Got My Start
14 Bear Cat Papa Blues
15 Jimmie The Kid
16 Travellin' Blues
17 Jailhouse Blues
18 Methodist Pie
19 Dallas County Jail Blues
20 T.B. Blues
21 I'll Always Be A Rambler
22 I'm Atlanta Bound
23 High Steppin' Mama Blues
24 Gangster's Warning
25 Life Of Jimmie Rogers
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