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Oh
His daddy was an honest man
Red dirt
Georgia farmer
His mama lived her short life
Havin' kids and balin' hay
He had fifteen years
And an ache inside to wander
Hopped a freight in waycross
Wound up in l
A
Oh
The cold nights had no pity
On that waycross
Georgia farm boy
Most days he went hungry
Then the summer came
He met a girl known on the strip
As san francisco mabel joy
Destitution's child
Born on an l
A
Street called shame
Growing up came quietly
In the arms of mabel joy
And laughter found their mornings
It brought a meaning to his life
On the night before she left
Sleep came
Left that waycross country boy
With dreams of georgia cotton
And a california wife
Sunday mornin' found him standin' 'neath
The red light at her door
When a right cross sent him reelin'
Put him face down on the floor
Lord
In place of mabel joy he found
A merchant man marine
Who growled
Your georgia neck is red
But
Sonny
You're still green
He turned twenty one
In a gray rock federal prison
Ol' judge had no mercy
On that waycross
Georgia boy
Starin' at those four gray walls
In silence he would listen
To that midnight freight
He knew could take him back to mabel joy
Sunday mornin' found him lyin' 'neath
The red light at her door
With a bullet in his side he cried
Have you seen mabel joy
Stunned and shaken
Someone said
Son
She don't live here no more
No
She left this house four years today
They say she's looking for some georgia farm boy
