Lyrics:

1980
Chris Gantry

On a Greyhound bus trip home
I was feelin' all alone
When a long haired gal sat down next to me

She said she was Atlanta bound
Kill some time, maybe kick around
Cause it sounded like a friendly place to be

From Chicago to Kentucky, we just talked a while
And somewhere between there, I was captured by her smile

Why I left the bus in Nashville, been a mystery till today
Cause for two years, I've been trackin' down
That Atlanta, Georga stray
(Atlanta, Georga stray)

Well, you know, all living things
Have a secret pair of wings
And I am the lucky one to learn to fly

Well, I don't even know your name
I can tell we're much the same
Cause you've got that far away look in you eye

Well, right then, I knew I'd found what I'd been searchin' for
And by the tears that filled her eyes, she felt the same, I'm almost sure

Why I left the bus in Nashville, been a mystery till today
Cause for two years, I've been trackin' down
That Atlanta, Georga stray
(Atlanta, Georga stray)

That Atlanta, Georga stray
(Atlanta, Georga stray)

That Atlanta, Georga stray
(Atlanta, Georga stray)

That Atlanta, Georga stray...