Luyện nghe bài hát San Francisco Mabel Joy

His was a simple man just a red dirt Georgia farmer
And his mama her young life havin' kids and bailin' hay
He had fifteen years and an ache to wander
So he a freight in Waycross and wound up in LA
Lord the cold nights had no pity on a Georgia farm boy
Most he went hungry and then the summer came
He met a known on the Strip as San Francisco's Mabel Joy
Destitution's born of an LA street called Shame
up came quietly in the arms of Mabel Joy
Laughter found the mornings brought meaning to his
Yes the night before she sleep came and left that Waycross Georgia boy
With of Georgia cotton and a California wife
morning found him standin' neath the red light at her door
When a right cross him reelin' put him face down on the floor
In place of Joy he found a merchant mad marine
Who groaned your Georgia neck is red but you're still green
He twenty-one in a grey rock Federal prison
The old had no mercy for a Waycross Georgia boy
Starin' at those four grey walls in silnce he would
To that midnight freight he knew would take him to Mabel Joy
Sunday morning found him lyin' neath the red at her door
a bullet in his side he cried have you seen Mabel Joy
Stunned and shaken someone said why son she don't here anymore
She left this house four years today and they say lookin' for
Some farm boy