San Francisco Mabel Joy
Joan Baez
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(início)
G C G Lord His daddy was an honest man, just a red dirt Georgia farmer G D And his mama lived her short life having kids and bailing hay G C G He had fifteen years and he ached inside to wander G D G So he jumped a freight in Waycross and wound up in L.A.
Verse 2
G C G The cold nights had no pity on that Waycross Georgia farm boy G D Most days he went hungry, and then the summer came G C G He met a girl known on the strip as San Franciscos Mabel Joy G D G Destitutions child born of an L.A. street called shame
Verse 3
C G Growing up came quietly in the arms of Mabel Joy G D Laughter found their mornings, brought a meaning to his life C G And the night before she left, sleep came and left that Waycross country boy G D G With dreams of Georgia cotton and a California wine
Verse 4
C G Sunday morning found him standing beneath the red light at her door G F D When a right cross sent him reeling put him face down on the floor C G And in place of his Mabel Joy he found a merchant mad marine G F D Who growled "Your Georgia neck is red, but sonny you're still green"
Verse 5
G G7 C G He turned twenty-one in a grey rock federal prison G D The old judge had no mercy on that Waycross country boy G C G Staring at those four grey walls in silence,he would listen G F D To the midnight freight he knew could take him back to Mabel Joy
Verse 6
C G Sunday morning found him lyin' 'neath the red light at her door G F D With a bullet in his side he cried, "Have you seen Mabel Joy C G Stunned and shaken someone said "Son she don't live here no more. G F D She left this house four years today, they say she's looking for C G Some Georgia farm boy".
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