Alright, ready? A-one, a-two A-one, two, three Connie, come to Georgia Drive down Highway 85 Meet me at Grandma's graveside We'll speak of when she was alive In the silence of the day We'll place flowers on her grave And we'll ask the question why Did we let her slip away Just before we got to say How much she means and just goodbye Connie, tell me about Papa I was so young when he passed on Tell me, did he love Grandma Was she the same when he was gone In the silence of the day We'll place flowers on the grave And we'll ask the question why Did we let him slip away Just before we got to say How much he means and just goodbye Seems the older that we get The need to not forget Is so much stronger, 'cause we know Time waits for no one, let us say All we need to say While today is still today, yeah Connie, sure do miss you More than a sister, you're a friend Distance can't separate us From those memories deep within Remember towards the end where Grandma might cry at any time Could she have been remembering All those sad unsaid goodbyes Oh, she had her share of lonely days And she placed flowers on the grave When she asked the question why Did she let him slip away Just before she got to say How much she means and just goodbye How much they means and just goodbye Connie, come to Georgia