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Cold was the night, hard was the groundThey found her in a small grove of treesLonesome was the place where Georgia was foundShe's too young to be out on the streetWhy wasn't God watching?Why wasn't God listening?Why wasn't God there for Georgia Lee?Ida couldn't keep Georgia from dropping out of schoolI was doing the best that I couldBut she just kept running away from this worldThese children are so hard to raise goodWhy wasn't God watching?Why wasn't God listening?Why wasn't God there for Georgia Lee?Close your eyes and count to tenI will go and hide, but thenBe sure to find meI want you to find meAnd we'll play all overWe'll play all overWe'll play all over againLetras de cancionesThere's a toad in the witch grass, there's a crow in the cornWild flowers on a cross by the roadAnd somewhere a baby is crying for her momAs the hills turn from green back to goldWhy wasn't God watching?Why wasn't God listening?Why wasn't God there for Georgia Lee?Why wasn't God watching?Why wasn't God listening?Why wasn't God there for Georgia Lee? From Letras Mania