Luyện nghe bài hát San Francisco Mabel Joy

His daddy was a simple man, just a red Georgia farmer
And his momma spent her young havin kids and balin hay
He had years and an ache inside to wander
So he hopped a in Waycross and wound up in L.A.

Lord, the nights had no pity on a Waycross, Georgia farm boy
days he went hungry, then the summer came
He met a girl known on the as San Franciscos Mabel Joy
Destitutions child born of an L.A. called, Shame

Growin up came in the arms of Mabel Joy
Laughter found their brought meaning to his life
Yes, the before she left
Sleep and left that Waycross, Georgia boy
With dreams of cotton and a California wife

Sunday morning found him neath the red light at her door
When a right cross sent him reelin, put him face down on the
In place of Mabel Joy he found a merchant mad
Who growled, Your Georgia neck is red but sonny, youre still

He turned twenty-one in a rock fedral prison
The old had no mercy for a Waycross, Georgia boy
Starin at those four gray walls in silence he would
To that midnight freight he knew would take him back to Joy

Sunday mornin found him standin neath the red light at her
With a in his side, he cried, Have you seen Mabel Joy?
and shaken someone said, Why, shes not here no more
She left this house four today
They say lookin for some Georgia farm boy"