He was on his way home from Candletop Been two weeks gone and he thought he’d stop At Web’s and have him a drink ‘fore he went home to her Andy Wo-Lo said hello And he said, “Hi, what’s new?” And Wo said, “Sit down, I got some bad news, it’s gonna hurt” Said, “I’m your best friend, and you know that’s right But your young bride ain’t home tonight Since you been gone she’s been seeing that Amos boy, Seth” Now, he got mad and he saw red Andy said, “Boy, don’t you lose your head ‘Cause to tell you the truth, I’ve been with her myself” That’s the night that the lights went out in Georgia That’s the night that they hung an innocent man Well, don’t trust your soul to no backwoods Southern lawyer ‘Cause the judge in the town’s got bloodstains on his hands Andy got scared and left the bar Walkin’ on home ’cause he didn’t live far, you see Andy didn’t have many friends, and he’d just lost him one Brother thought his wife must’ve left town So he went home and finally found The only thing Papa had left him and that was a gun Said, “I’m gonna find that Amos boy” “You don’t shoot first and ask questions later, son I’ve already seen the way they do things here” He fired his shot, and that’s when he knew That a man can’t outrun the law He’d been on the wrong end of a gun, and her brother, Andy, cried That’s the night that the lights went out in Georgia That’s the night that they hung an innocent man Well, don’t trust your soul to no backwoods Southern lawyer ‘Cause the judge in the town’s got bloodstains on his hands Well, they hung my brother before I could say The tracks he saw while on his way To Andy’s house and back that night were mine And his cheatin’ wife had never left town That’s one body that’ll never be found You see, little sister don’t miss when she aims her gun That’s the night that the lights went out in Georgia That’s the night that they hung an innocent man Well, don’t trust your soul to no backwoods Southern lawyer ‘Cause the judge in the town’s got bloodstains on his hands That’s the night that the lights went out in Georgia That’s the night that they hung an innocent man Well, don’t trust your soul to no backwoods Southern lawyer ‘Cause the judge in the town’s got bloodstains on his hands