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Georgia Farm Boy - The Box Tops

Daddy was a simple man

Just a red dirt Georgia farmer

And his momma spent her

Short life havin' kids and balin' hay

He had fifteen years and

An ache inside to wander

So he hopped a freight in

Waycross and wound up in L A

Lord the cold nights had no

Pity for a Waycross Georgia farm boy

Most days he went hungry

Then the summer came

He met a girl known on the strip

As Francisco's Mabel Joy

Destitution's child born of an L A

Street called "Shame"

Growin' up came quietly in the

Arms of Mabel Joy

Laughter found their mornings

Brought meaning to his life

The night before she left sleep

Came and left that

Waycross Georgia boy with dreams

Of Georgia cotton and a California wife

Sunday morning found him

Standin' 'neath the red light at her door

Right cross sent him reelin' put him

Face down on the floor

In the place of Mabel Joy he found

A merchant mad marine

Who growled "Your Georgia neck is

Red but sunny you're still green"

He turned twenty-one in

A grey rock federal prison

The old judge had no mercy for

A Waycross Georgia boy

Starin´ at those four grey walls

In silence he would listen

To that midnight freight he knew

Would take him back to Mabel Joy

Morning found him standin' '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

"Why she's not here no more

She left this sans four years today

They say she's lookin' for some Georgia farm boy "