text: Cold was the night and hard was the ground
  They found her in a small grove of trees
  Lonesome was the place where Georgia was found
  Shes too young to be out on the street
  Why wasnt God watching?
  Why wasnt God listening?
  Why wasnt God there for Georgia Lee?
  Ida said she couldnt keep Georgia from dropping out of school
  I was doing the best that I could
  But she kept runnin away from this world
  These children are so hard to raise good
  Why wasnt God watching?
  Why wasnt God listening?
  Why wasnt God there for Georgia Lee?
  Close your eyes and count to ten
  I will go and hide but then be sure to find me
  I want you to find me, and well play all over
  Well play all over
  Well play all over again
  Theres a toad in the witch grass, theres a crow in the corn
  Wild flowers on a cross by the road
  And somewhere a baby is crying for her mom
  As the hills turn from green back to gold
  Why wasnt God watching?
  Why wasnt God listening?
  Why wasnt God there for Georgia Lee?