Lyrics Peaches - Acoustic - Tyler Ward
I
got
my
peaches
out
in
Georgia
I
get
my
weed
from
California
I
took
my
chick
up
to
the
North,
yeah
I
get
my
light
right
from
the
source,
yeah
And
I
say,
oh
The
way
I
breathe
you
in
It's
the
texture
of
your
skin
I
want
to
wrap
my
arms
around
you,
babe,
and
never
let
you
go
And
I
say,
oh
There's
nothing
like
your
touch
It's
the
way
you
lift
me
up
And
I'll
be
right
here
with
you
till
the
end
I
got
my
peaches
out
in
Georgia
I
get
my
weed
from
California
I
took
my
chick
up
to
the
North,
yeah
I
get
my
light
right
from
the
source,
yeah
You
ain't
sure
yet
But
I'm
for
ya
And
all
I
could
want
And
all
I
could
wish
for
Nights
alone
that
we
miss
more
And
days
we
save
as
souvenirs
There's
no
time
I
wanna
make
more
time
And
give
you
my
whole
life
I
left
my
girl,
I'm
in
Mallorca
Hate
to
leave
her,
call
it
torture
Remember
when
I
couldn't
hold
her
Left
her
baggage,
call
me
over
I
got
my
peaches
out
in
Georgia
I
get
my
weed
from
California
I
took
my
chick
up
to
the
North,
yeah
I
get
my
light
right
from
the
source,
yeah
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