Waylon Jennings – San Francisco Mabel Joy (Ukulele)

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	His daddy was a honest man,a red dirt Georgia farmer

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	His mama lived a short life having kids and bailing hay

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	He had fifteen years of ache inside to wander

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	He jumped a freight in Waycross and wound up in L.A.

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	The cold nights had no pity on that Waycross Georgia farm boy

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	Most days he went hungry,then the summer came

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	He met a girl known on the strip as San Francisco Mabel Joy

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	Destitutions child born on an L.A. street called shame

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	Growing up came quietly in the arms of Mabel Joy

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	Laughter found their mornings it brought new meaning to his life

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	The night before she left sleep came and found that Waycross country boy

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	With dreams of Georgia cotton and California wine

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	Sunday morning found him beneath the red light at her door

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	A right cross sent him reeling and put him face down on the floor

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	Inplace of Mabel Joy he found a merchant mad marine

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	He said your Georgia neck is red,but sonny you're still green

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	He turned twenty-one in grey rock federal prison

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	The judge had no mercy on this Waycross,Georgia boy

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	Staring at those four grey wall in silence,Lord he listened

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	To the midnight freight he knew could take him back to Mabel Joy

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	Sunday morning found him beneath the red light at her door

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	With a bullet in his side he cried,have you seen Mabel Joy

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	Stunned and shaken someone said she don't live here no more

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	She left this house four years ago she was looking for

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	Some Georgia farm boy