Luyện nghe bài hát San Francisco Mabel Joy

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

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

Oh, the nights had no pity
On that way crossed farm boy
Most he went hungry
And then the came

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

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

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

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 Joy he found
A merchant
Who ground your neckies red
But sunny, your still

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

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

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

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