I'll tell you my story, soplease don't ignore me I'm a small town poet, whocouldn't write a thing So i'll sing you mystories, down by the morning glories On the corner of hustleand bustle, I'm the man that time has lost
(chorus) Well I've got Georgiapeaches, peaches for you I'm a smiling preacher,that's what I do son with a glance I'll takeyou, to another time where a smile and ahandshake is the daily grind A smile and a handshake ismy daily grind
A warn out face that thesun has warn duct tape overalls alltattered and torn they speak of hardshipsthat i've been through But a smile and ahandshake is my gift to you so walk with me as I sellmy wares, I'll show you a lifewithout your cares Just a crate of oldpeaches in Jars down by hustle and bustleblvd