San Francisco Mabel Joy-Mickey Newbury

[ti:San Francisco Mabel Joy] [ar:Mickey Newbury] [al:Outlaws & Armadillos: Country's Roaring '70s] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]San Francisco Mabel Joy - Mickey Newbury [00:05.43]Composer：Mickey Newbury [00:10.87]Lyricist：Mickey Newbury [00:16.30]Lord his daddy was an honest man [00:20.60] [00:24.44]Just a red dirt Georgia farmer [00:26.88] [00:29.84]His momma lived her short life having kids and baling hay [00:37.42] [00:43.86]He had fifteen years and an ache inside to wander [00:51.06] [00:54.69]So he hopped a freight at Waycross [00:56.95] [01:00.08]Wound up in L.A [01:02.81] [01:06.28]Well the cold nights had no pity on that Waycross Georgia farm boy [01:16.75] [01:19.79]Most days he went hungry then the summer came [01:27.06] [01:33.61]He met a girl known on the strip [01:36.13] [01:38.27]The San Francisco's Mabel Joy [01:41.63] [01:43.22]Destitution's child born on an L.A. street called Shame [01:51.23] [01:57.04]Growing up came quietly in the arms of Mabel Joy [02:04.89] [02:08.90]Laughter found their mornings born the meaning to his life [02:16.53] [02:20.27]Now the night before she left sleep came and left that Waycross country boy [02:30.36] [02:31.32]With dreams of Georgia cotton and a California wife [02:39.35] [02:42.77]Sunday morning found him standin 'neath the red light at her door [02:52.70] [02:55.63]When a right cross sent him reeling [02:59.08] [03:00.13]Put him face down on the floor [03:03.50] [03:08.57]In place of Mabel Joy he found a merchant mad marine [03:16.23] [03:20.11]Who growled your Georgia neck is red but Sonny you're still green [03:28.51] [03:32.41]So he turned twenty-one in a gray rock federal prison [03:40.25] [03:44.13]That old judge had no mercy for that Waycross Georgia boy [03:52.17] [03:58.55]Staring at those four gray walls in silence learning listen [04:06.29] [04:08.86]To that midnight freight he knew take him back to Mabel Joy [04:17.52] [04:21.65]Sunday morning found him lying neath the red light at her door [04:31.59] [04:32.83]With a bullet in his side he cried [04:37.17] [04:37.86]Have you seen Mabel Joy [04:40.94] [04:47.16]Stunned and shaken someone said son she don't live here no more [04:54.42] [04:58.39]No she left this house four years today [05:02.36] [05:05.68]They say she's looking for some Georgia farm boy