A popular song from 1918.
Words by Grant Clarke.
Music by Milton Ager.
The sheet music:
Accompaniment by James Pitt-Payne:
Lyrics
- Down in Georgia there are peaches
Waiting for you yes
And each is Sweet as any peach
That you could reach for on a tree
Southern beauties they are famous
Georgia’s where they grow
My folks write me, they invite me
Don’t you want to go?
Chorus
Ev’rything is peaches down in Georgia
What a peach of a clime
For a peach of a time, believe me
Paradise is waiting down there for you
I’ve got a peach of a Pa, peach of a Ma
Oh what a peach of a couple they are
There’s a preacher preaches down in Georgia
Always ready to say, “Will you love and obey?”
I bet you’ll pick yourself a peach of a wife
Settle down to a peach of a life
Ev’rything is peaches down in Georgia
2 All of Georgia’s full of peaches
They’re all gorgeous, each one reaches
Right into your heart
And makes you part of Georgia too
Clingstone peaches cling right to you
Peaches haunt your dream
Think of getting always getting
Peaches in your cream
Sung here by Fred Feild: