When you want to reach me,
Just remember Peach Tree;
Got to say, “Good-bye!”
Because I’m on my way.
Goin’ back to Peach Tree Street
In old G A.

Wish that you could be there,
When they welcome me there,
Know that I will cry for you
On that great day,
When I greet my fav’rite street in gay G A.

Peach Tree Street,
Happy street I played on,
Peach Tree Street,
Never felt afraid on;
You can have you Broadways
And you boulevards,
When compared with Peach Tree Street
They’re just backyards;

It’s a treat
Like a holiday there;
Life’s complete,
Back old Georgia way where,
Skies are blue
And friends are true
And love is sweet,
take me back to
Peach Tree Street!