San Francisco Mabel Joy - Joan Baez

作曲：Mickey Newbury

Lord his Daddy was an honest man

just a red dirt Georgia farmer

And his momma lived her short life

having kids and baling hay

He had fifteen years

and he ached inside to wander

So he jumped a freight at Waycross

and wound up in LA

The cold nights had no pity

on that Waycross Georgia farm boy

Most days he went hungry

and then the summer came

He met a girl known on the strip

as San Francisco's Mabel Joy

Destitution's child born of

an LA street called Shame

Growing up came quietly

in the arms of Mabel Joy

Laughter found their mornings

brought a meaning to his life

And the night before she left sleep came

and left that Waycross country boy

With dreams of Georgia cotton

and a California wife

Sunday morning found him standing

'neath the red light at her door

When a right cross sent him reeling

put him face down on the floor

And in place of his Mabel Joy

he found a merchant mad marine

Who growled Your Georgia neck is red

but Sonny you're still green

He turned twenty-one

in a grey rock federal prison

The old judge had no mercy

on that Waycross Georgia boy

Staring at those four grey walls in silence

he would listen

To the midnight freight

he knew would take him back to Mabel Joy

Sunday morning found him lying

'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