San Francisco Mabel Joy

Waylon Jennings

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Tom:
A D A His daddy was a honest man, a red dirt Georgia farmer
E His mama lived a short life having kids and bailing hay
A D A He had fifteen years of ache inside to wander
E A He jumped a freight in Waycross and wound up in L.A. [Verse 2]
A D A The cold nights had no pity on that Waycross Georgia farm boy
E Most days he went hungry, then the summer came
A D A He met a girl known on the strip as San Francisco's Mabel Joy
E A A7 Destitutions child born on an L.A. street called shame [Verse 3]
D A Growing up came quietly in the arms of Mabel Joy
E Laughter found their mornings it brought new meaning to his life
D A The night before she left sleep came and found that Waycross country boy
E A With dreams of Georgia cotton and California wine [Verse 4]
D A Sunday morning found him beneath the red light at her door
G E A right cross sent him reeling and put him face down on the floor
D A In place of Mabel Joy he found a merchant mad marine
G E A He said your Georgia neck is red, but sonny you're still green [Verse 5]
A D A He turned twenty-one in grey rock federal prison
E The judge had no mercy on this Waycross, Georgia boy
A D A Staring at those four grey walls in silence, Lord he listened
E To the midnight freight he knew could take him back to Mabel Joy [Verse 6]
D A Sunday morning found him beneath the red light at her door
G E With a bullet in his side he cried, have you seen Mabel Joy
D A Stunned and shaken someone said she don't live here no more
G E She left this house four years ago she was looking for
D A Some Georgia farm boy.
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