Lyrics:
Lord, his daddy was an honest manA redwood Georgia farmerHis mama lived a short lifeHaving kids and bailing hayHe had fifteen yearsAnd he ached inside to wanderHe jumped afraid and weak crossAnd wound up in a lakeOh, the cold nights had no pityOn that way crossed Georgia farm boyMost days he went hungryAnd then the summer cameHe met a girl know on the stripAt San Francisco's Mabel JoyDestitution's child born ofAn LA street called ShaneGrowin' up came quietlyIn the arms of Mabel JoyLaughter found in morningsIt brought a meaning to his lifeLord, on the night before she left sleep KaneAnd left that way crossed country boyWith dreams of Georgia cottonAnd a California wifeSunday morning found him standing in easeThe red light at her doorA right cross sent him reelin'Put him face down on the floorIn place of his Mabel Joy he foundA merchant memoryWho ground your Georgia neckies redBut sunny, your still greenHe turned twenty oneIn a Gray Rock Federal PrisonThe old judge had no mercyOn that way crossed Georgia boyStaring at those four gray wallsIn silence he would listenTo that midnight freightHe knew could take him back to Mabel JoySunday morning found him lying in easeThe red light at her doorWith a bullet in his sideHe cried, abusing Mabel JoyStunned and shaken, someone saysSon she's not here no moreShe left this house four years todayThey say she's lookin' for some Georgia farm boy