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Lyrics for San Francisco Mabel Joy by JOHN DENVER:
| | | Artist: | JOHN DENVER |
| | Album: | Unknown | | Track: | San Francisco Mabel Joy | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 173 | | | | Lyrics: | (Newbury Costerman)
His daddy was an honest man, just a red dirt Georgia farmer.
His mother
lived her short life having kids and baling hay.
He had fifteen years and he ached inside to
wander,
so he jumped a freight in Waycross and wound up in L.A.
The cold nights had no pity
on that Waycross, Georgia farm boy.
Most days he went hungry, then the summer came.
He met a
girl known on the Strip as San Francisco's Mabel Joy.
Destitution's child born of an L.A. street
called shame.
Growing up came easy in the arms of Mabel Joy
Laughter found their
mornings, brought a meaning to his life
Yes, the night before she left, sleep came and gave that
Waycross country boy
a dream 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
In place of Mabel Joy he found a merchant mad marine
who growled "Your
Georgia neck is red, aw, but sonny, you're still green."
He turned twenty-one in a gray
rock federal prison.
The old judge had no mercy for a Waycross country boy.
Staring at those
four gray walls in silence,
Lord, he'd just listen for the midnight freight he knew could 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, "Why
she don't live here no more.
She left this house four years today, they say she's looking for
some Georgia farm boy." | | | |
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