Luyện nghe bài hát San Francisco Mabel Joy

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

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

Oh, the cold nights had no
On that way crossed Georgia 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 called Shane

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

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

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

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

He turned one
In a Gray Rock Prison
The old judge had no
On way crossed Georgia boy

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

Sunday morning him lying in ease
The red light at her
a bullet in his side
He cried, abusing Joy

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