G
C
G
His daddy was a honest man a red dirt Georgia farmer
D7
His mama lived a short life having kids and bailing hay
G
C
G
He had fifteen years of ache inside to wander
D7
G
He jumped a freight in Waycross and wound up in L.A.
C
G
The cold nights had no pity on that Waycross Georgia farm boy
D7
Most days he went hungry then the summer came
G
C
G
He met a girl known on the strip as San Francisco Mabel Joy
F
G
Destitutions child born on an L.A. street called shame
C
G
Growing up came quietly in the arms of Mabel Joy
D7
Laughter found their mornings it brought new meaning to his life
C
The night before she left sleep came and found that Waycross country boy
G
F
G
With dreams of Georgia cotton and California wife
C
G
Sunday morning found him beneath the red light at her door
F
A right cross sent him reeling and put him face down on the floor
G
C
G
In place of Mabel Joy he found a merchant mad marine
F
D7
He said your Georgia neck is red but sonny you’re still green
G
C
G
He turned twenty-one in grey rock federal prison
D7
The judge had no mercy on this Waycross Georgia boy
G
C
G
Staring at those four grey wall in silence Lord he listened
F
D7
To the midnight freight he knew could take him back to Mabel Joy
C
Sunday morning found him beneath the red light at her door
F
D7
With a bullet in his side he cried have you seen Mabel Joy
C
G
Stunned and shaken someone said she don’t live here no more
F
D7
She left this house four years ago they say she was looking for
C
Some Georgia farm boy
D7
G
C
F
