Katelina

Katelina, dear, in your lucky blue dress

Well, you caught the eyes of the Georgia press



I hear you now

I hear you now



Katelina, in your lucky blue dress

Well, you caught the eyes of the Georgia press



There's no more “ahhhh” left in my song (song)

There's no more “ahhhh” left in my song (song)



Katelina, dear, in your finery, in your finery

As your children stand close

and the wind brushes past

and your story is told.