San Francisco Mabel Joy

歌詞

Lord, his daddy was an honest man, just a red dirt Georgia farmer His momma lived her short life having kids and baling hay He had fifteen years and an ache inside to wander So he hopped a freight at Waycross and wound up in L.A. Well the cold nights had no pity on that Waycross Georgia farm boy Most days he went hungry, then the summer came He met a girl known on the strip, San Francisco's Mabel Joy Destitution's child born on an L.A. street called Shame Growing up came quietly in the arms of Mabel Joy Laughter found their mornings to be the meaning to his life Now the night before she left sleep came and left that Waycross country boy With dreams of Georgia cotton and a California wife Sunday morning found him standin 'neath the red light at her door A right cross sent him reeling, put him face down on the floor In place of Mabel Joy he found a merchant mad marine Who growled, "Your Georgia neck is red but Sonny, you're still green" So he turned twenty-one in a gray rock federal prison That old judge had no mercy for that Waycross Georgia boy Staring at those four gray walls in silence, learning he would listen To that midnight freight he knew could take him back to Mabel Joy Sunday morning found him standing 'neath the red light at her door With a bullet in his side, he cried "Have you seen Mabel Joy?" Stunned and shaken someone said "Son, she don't live here no more She left this house four years today, they say she's looking for some Georgia farm boy"