While it is not nearly as popular, and unlike Willie Nelson who has some admirable qualities, I always preferred Charlie Daniels version of “Georgia”.
Although I am not sure that the line in the second verse, “at least a man’s a man in Georgia” applies to Lindsey Graham if he shows up to testify.
Lamps in the windows burning bright, over in Santa Fe tonight
Full moon shining down along the border
But the ground is hard and the night is black
Over here by the rail-road track
And I wish to the Lord that I was back in Georgia
Blue water in the evening sun
Calling me when the day is done
Mama, mama pray for your son
All of my life I’ve been told
That the LA streets was paved with gold
Fame and fortune waiting to reward you
But it didn’t take long to understand
California ain’t the promised land
But at least a man’s a man in Georgia
Blue water in the evening sun
Calling me when the day is done
Mama, mama pray for your son
Well the St. Mary’s River in the Georgia moonlight
Flowing under the Folkston Bridge
The sun comes up through the long leaf pine trees
Over 'round the Kingsland ridge
I may be here but my mind is still
About 90 miles north of Jacksonville
Well I may not make it, it’s a long, long road
But mama I’ve paid all the debts I owe
And if I don’t you know they going to find me trying
They took my songs and they took my soul
They made me hard and they made me old
Hell I just been born, but I feel just like I’m dying
Blue water in the evening sun
Calling me when the day is done
Mama, mama pray for your son