| Lyrics: | I was born in a trunk.
Mama died and my daddy got drunk.
Left me here to die alone
in
the middle of Tobacco Road.
Growin' up rusty shack,
all I had was hangin' on my
back.
Only you know how I loathe
this place called Tobacco Road.
But it's home, the
only life I ever known.
Only you know how I loathe Tobacco Road.
Gonna leave, get a
job
with the help and the grace from above.
Save some money, get rich and old,
bring it
back to Tobacco Road.
But it's home, the only life I ever known.
Only you know how I
loathe Tobacco Road.
Bring that dynamite and a crane,
blow it up, start all over
again.
Build a town, be proud to show.
Gives the name Tobacco Road. |
