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Daddy was a simple man, just a red dirt Georgia farmerAnd his momma spent her short life havin‘ kids and balin‘ hayHe had fifteen years and an ache inside to wanderSo he hopped a freight in Waycross and wound up in L.A.
Lord, the cold nights had no pity on a Waycross, Georgia farm boyMost days he went hungry then the summer cameHe met a girl known on the strip as Francisco’s Mabel JoyDestitution’s child born of an L.A. street called "Shame"
Growin‘ up came quietly in the arms of Mabel JoyLaughter found their mornings brought meaning to his lifeThe night before she left sleep came and left thatWaycross, Georgia boy with dreams of Georgia cotton and a California wife
Sunday morning found him standin‘ ‘neath the red light at her doorRight cross sent him reelin‘ put him face down on the floorIn the place of Mabel Joy he found a merchant mad marineWho growled, "Your Georgia neck is red but sunny, you’re still green"
He turned twenty-one in a grey rock federal prisonThe old judge had no mercy for a Waycross, Georgia boyStarin´ at those four grey walls in silence he would listenTo that midnight freight he knew would take him back to Mabel Joy
Morning found him standin‘ ‘neath the red light at her doorWith a bullet in his side, he cried, "Have you seen Mabel Joy?"Stunned and shaken someone said, "Why she’s not here no moreShe left this house four years today, they say she’s lookin‘ for some Georgia farm boy."