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Lyr: San Francisco Mabel Joy (Mickey Newbury)

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Subject: Mable Joy
From: Duncc67
Date: 02 Oct 99 - 07:33 PM

Hi, Anybody have lyrics to this great song written by Mickey Newbury.


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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Mable Joy
From: campfire
Date: 02 Oct 99 - 11:14 PM

This is cut-and-pasted from COWPIE - stop in and give them your thanks sometime.

-------------------------------------------------------------------## *************** SAN FRANCISCO MABEL JOY ***************

performed by Waylon Jennings. written by Mickey Newbury

Capo on the 3rd fret.

Verse 1: A D A His daddy was a honest man,a red dirt Georgia farmer E His mama lived a short life having kids and bailing hay A D A He had fifteen years of ache inside to wander E A He jumped a freight in Waycross and wound up in L.A.

Verse 2: A D A The cold nights had no pity on that Waycross Georgia farm boy E Most days he went hungry,then the summer came A D A He met a girl known on the strip as San Francisco Mabel Joy E A Destitutions child born on an L.A. street called shame

Verse 3: D A Growing up came quietly in the arms of Mabel Joy E Laughter found their mornings it brought new meaning to his life D A The night before she left sleep came and found that Waycross country boy E A With dreams of Georgia cotton and California wine

Verse 4: D A Sunday morning found him beneath the red light at her door E A right cross sent him reeling and put him face down on the floor D A Inplace of Mabel Joy he found a merchant mad marine E He said your Georgia neck is red,but sonny you're still green

Verse 5: A D A He turned twenty-one in grey rock federal prison E The judge had no mercy on this Waycross,Georgia boy A D A Staring at those four grey wall in silence,Lord he listened E To the midnight freight he knew could take him back to Mabel Joy

Verse 6: D A Sunday morning found him beneath the red light at her door E With a bullet in his side he cried,have you seen Mabel Joy D A Stunned and shaken someone said she don't live here no more E She left this house four years ago she was looking for D Some Georgia farm boy

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Subject: ADD: San Francisco Mabel Joy (Mickey Newbury)
From: Stewie
Date: 02 Oct 99 - 11:14 PM

SAN FRANCISCO MABEL JOY (Mickey Newbury)

Oh his daddy was an honest man, red dirt Georgia farmer
His mamma lived her short life havin' kids and bailin' hay
He had fifteen years and an ache inside to wander
Hopped a freight in Waycross wound up in LA

Oh 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

Growin' up came quietly in the arms of Mabel Joy
Laughter found their mornings, it brought a meaning to his life
On the 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 standing 'neath the red light at her door
When a right cross sent him reelin' put him face down on the floor
In place of Mabel Joy he found a merchant man marine
Who growled, 'Your Georgia neck is red, but sonny you're still green'

He turned twenty one in a grey rock federal prison
Old judge had no mercy on this Waycross Georgia boy
Starin' at those four grey walls in silence he would listen
To that midnight freight he knew would take him back to Mabel Joy

Sunday morning found him lyin' 'neath the red light at her door
With a bullet in his side, he cried 'Have you seen Mabel Joy?'
Stunned and shakin', someone said, 'Son, she don't live here no more
No, she left this house four years today - they say she's lookin' for
Some Georgia farm boy'.

Writer: Mickey Newbury Source: Insert to Mickey Newbury 'Nights when I am sane' Winter Harvest CD WH3301-2

Cheers, Stewie


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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Mable Joy
From: campfire
Date: 02 Oct 99 - 11:17 PM

oops - thought it would be formatted better. Sorry. If you can't figure it out, go to COWPIE (it's in our links) and type Mable Joy in the search box.

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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Mable Joy
From: Stewie
Date: 02 Oct 99 - 11:19 PM

Campfire, I must have posted mine at the same instant as you did! Still, two copies are better than none.

Stewie.


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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Mable Joy
From: campfire
Date: 02 Oct 99 - 11:20 PM

And at least yours is readable!


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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Mable Joy
From: raredance
Date: 05 Oct 99 - 12:55 AM

Also recorded by Joan Baez on "Blessed Are"


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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Mable Joy
From: Hummingbird
Date: 05 Oct 99 - 08:17 PM

Guess I don't need to post to this one. This is one of my favorite songs. It's also one of the first!!!!

hummingbird


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