Waylon Jennings

His d ^A addy was a honest man,a r ^D ed dirt Georgia fa ^A rmer
His mama lived a short life having kids and bailing ^E hay
He had f ^A ifteen years of ac ^D he inside to wa ^A nder
He jumped a freight in Waycross and w ^E ound up in L ^A .A.
Verse 2:
The c ^A old nights had no pity on that W ^D aycross Georgia farm ^A boy
Most days he went hungry,then the summer c ^E ame
He m ^A et a girl known on the strip as S ^D an Francisco Mabel J ^A oy
Destitutions child born on an L ^E .A. street called sh ^A ame
Verse 3:
Grow ^D ing up came quietly in the arms of Mabel J ^A oy
Laughter found their mornings it brought new meaning to his l ^E ife
The n ^D ight before she left sleep came and found that Waycross country ^A boy
With dreams of Georgia cotton and C ^E alifornia wi ^A ne
Verse 4:
Sun ^D day morning found him beneath the red light at her ^A door
A right cross sent him reeling and put him face down on the f ^E loor
Inpla ^D ce of Mabel Joy he found a merchant mad ^A marine
He said your Georgia neck is red,but s ^E onny you're still green
Verse 5:
He t ^A urned twenty-one in gr ^D ey rock federal pri ^A son
The judge had no mercy on this Waycross,Georgia ^E boy
Sta ^A ring at those four grey wall in si ^D lence,Lord he liste ^A ned
To the midnight freight he knew could take him ^E back to Mabel Joy
Verse 6:
Sun ^D day morning found him beneath the red light at her d ^A oor
With a bullet in his side he cried,ha ^E ve you seen Mabel Joy
St ^D unned and shaken someone said she don't live here no ^A more
She left this house four years ago s ^E he was looking for
Some Georgia f ^D arm boy
Thanks to David M. Potter (dmp12@cornell.edu) for the lyrics.
Perret Charles-Amir : perret@diva.univ-mlv.fr