Ain't no change in the weather
Ain't no changes in me
Well there ain't no change
in the weather
Ain't no changes in me
And I ain't hidin' from nobody
Nobody's hidin' from me
Oh, that's the way its supposed
to be
Well I got that green light
baby
I got to keep movin' on
Well I got that green light
baby
I got to keep movin' on
Well I might go out to California
Might go down to Georgia
I don't know
Well I dig you Georgia peaches
Makes me feel right at home
Well now I dig you Georgia
peaches
Makes me feel right at home
But I don't love me no one
woman
So I can't stay in Georgia
long
Well now they call me the breeze
I keep blowin' down the road
Well now they call me the
breeze
I keep blowin' down the road
I ain't got me nobody
I don't carry me no load
Oooh Mr Breeze
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