Luyện nghe bài hát San Francisco Mabel Joy

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

He had years
And he inside to wander
He afraid and weak cross
And wound up in a

Oh, the nights had no pity
On way crossed Georgia farm boy
Most days he went
And then the summer

He met a girl on the strip
At San Francisco's Joy
Destitution's born of
An LA street called

Growin' up came
In the arms of Joy
Laughter in mornings
It brought a meaning to his

Lord, on the before she left sleep Kane
And left that way country boy
dreams of Georgia cotton
And a California

Sunday morning found him standing in
The red light at her
A right cross him reelin'
Put him face on the floor

In place of his Mabel Joy he
A memory
Who ground Georgia neckies red
But sunny, your green

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

at those four gray walls
In silence he listen
To that freight
He knew could him back to Mabel Joy

Sunday found him lying in ease
The red at her door
a bullet in his side
He cried, Mabel Joy

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