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San Francisco Mabel Joy - John Denver (约翰·丹佛)
Written by：Mickey Newbury
His daddy was an honest man just a red dirt Georgia farmer

His mother lived her short life having kids and baling hay

He had fifteen years and he ached inside to wander

So he jumped a freight in Waycross and wound up in L.A.

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 of an L.A. street called shame

Growing up came easy in the arms of Mabel Joy

L.A.ughter found their mornings brought a meaning to his life

Yes the night before she left sleep came and gave that Waycross country boy
A dream of Georgia cotton and a California wife

Sunday morning found him standing 'neath the red light at her door

When a right cross sent him reeling put him face down on the floor

In place of Mabel Joy he found a merchant mad marine

Who growled Your Georgia neck is red aw but sonny you're still green

He turned twenty-one in a gray rock federal prison

The old judge had no mercy for a Waycross country boy

Staring at those four gray walls in silence
Lord he'd just listen for the midnight freight
He knew could take him back to Mabel Joy

Sunday morning found him lying '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 Why she don't live here no more
She left this house four years today

They say she's looking for some Georgia farm boy