San Francisco Mabel Joy

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His daddy was a honest man, a red dirt Georgia farmer
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His mama lived a short life having kids and bailing hay
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 He had fifteen years of ache inside to wander
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He jumped a freight in Waycross and wound up in L.A.

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The cold nights had no pity on that Waycross Georgia farm boy
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Most days he went hungry, then the summer came
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He met a girl known on the strip as San Francisco's Mabel Joy
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Destitutions child born on an L.A. street called shame

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Growing up came quietly in the arms of Mabel Joy
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Laughter found their mornings it brought new meaning to his life
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The night before she left sleep came and found that Waycross country boy
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With dreams of Georgia cotton and California wine

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Sunday morning found him beneath the red light at her door
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A right cross sent him reeling and put him face down on the floor
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In place of Mabel Joy he found a merchant mad marine
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He said your Georgia neck is red,  but sonny you're still green

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He turned twenty-one in grey rock federal prison
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The judge had no mercy on this Waycross, Georgia boy
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Staring at those four grey walls in silence, Lord he listened
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To the midnight freight he knew could take him back to Mabel Joy

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Sunday morning found him beneath the red light at her door
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With a bullet in his side he cried, have you seen Mabel Joy
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Stunned and shaken someone said she don't live here no more
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She left this house four years ago she was looking for
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Some Georgia farm boy.

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