Luyện nghe bài hát San Francisco Mabel Joy

Lord, his was an honest man
A redwood Georgia
His mama a short life
kids and bailing hay

He had fifteen
And he ached to wander
He jumped and weak cross
And wound up in a

Oh, the cold nights had no
On that way crossed farm boy
days he went hungry
And the summer came

He met a girl on the strip
At San Mabel Joy
child born of
An LA street Shane

Growin' up quietly
In the of Mabel Joy
Laughter found in
It brought a meaning to his

Lord, on the night before she left sleep
And left way crossed country boy
With of Georgia cotton
And a California

Sunday morning him standing in ease
The red light at her
A right sent him reelin'
Put him face down on the

In place of his Mabel Joy he
A merchant
Who ground your Georgia red
But sunny, your still

He twenty one
In a Rock Federal Prison
The old had no mercy
On that way crossed boy

Staring at those four gray
In silence he would
To midnight freight
He knew could him back to Mabel Joy

Sunday morning found him lying in
The red at her door
With a bullet in his
He cried, abusing Joy

and shaken, someone says
Son she's not here no
She this house four years today
They say she's lookin' for some farm boy