Interpret:

Waylon Jennings

Album:

Lonesome, On'ry And Mean

His daddy was an honest man a red dirt Georgia farmer
 His mama lived her young life having kids and bailing hay
 He had fifteen years and an ache inside to wander
 Jumped a freight in Waycross and wound up in LA.


 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 on an LA street called Shame.


 Growing up came quietly in the arms of Mabel Joy
 Laughter found the mornings that brought the meaning to his life
 Night before she left sleep came and found that Waycross country boy
 With dreams of Georgia cotton and a California wife.


 Sunday morning found him neath the red light at her door
 A right cross sent him reelin' and put him face down on the floor
 In place of Mabel Joy he found a merchant mad marine
 He said your Georgia neck is red but Sonny you're still green.


 He turned twenty one in a grey rock Federal prison
 The judge had no mercy on this Waycross Georgia boy
 Starin' at those four grey walls in silnce Lord he'd listen
 To the midnight freight he knew could take him back to Mabel Joy.


 Sunday morning found him 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 she don't live here no more
 She left this house four years ago she was lookin' for some Georgia farm boy...