A song written about stories my mom told me about growing up in Andrews. Riding the rails on flat tires. Swimming in the Black River.

We used to swim in that old Black River
And we drove our cars down those railroad tracks
But they say once you leave Georgetown County
There ain’t no way you’re coming back

Chorus:
But darlin’ I’m coming home
I’ll be in your arms by next dawn
I know I’ve been gone too long
Georgetown County is my home

Well those big cities only bring me down
The bright lights of town hold no charm for me
I drew my first breath in Georgetown County
And that’s the place I want to be

Chorus:
But darlin’ I’m coming home
I’ll be in your arms by next dawn
I know I’ve been gone too long
Georgetown County is my home

I’ve been driving for fifteen straight hours
I just crossed that South Carolina line
Before long I’ll be in Georgetown County
This highway is a friend of mine

Chorus:
But darlin’ I’m coming home
I’ll be in your arms by next dawn
I know I’ve been gone too long
Georgetown County is my home

Bridge:
I’m sorry that I’ve been a rambler
Always looking for a better deal
But I sure as hell didn’t find one
And now I know I never will

Chorus:
But darlin’ I’m coming home
I’ll be in your arms by next dawn
I know I’ve been gone too long
Georgetown County is my home

© Kent Newsome and Ronnie Jeffrey