.His daddy was an honest man, red dirt Georgia farmer>
His mama lived her short life having kids and baling hay
He had fifteen years, an ache inside to wander>
He hopped a freight in Waycross, wound up in L.A.
Lord, the cold nights had no pity on a Waycross Georgia farm boy
Mos.
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