The lyrics here have been changed by David Allan Coe, so they differ slightly from the original. A D A My daddy was an honest man just a redneck Georgia farm boy E My momma spent her short life raisin' kids and bailin' hay A D A And I was just fifteen when I ached inside to wander G F E So I hopped a freight in Waycross and I rode it to L. A. A D A Well I met a girl known on the strip as San Francisco?s Maybel Joy E Destitution?s child born on a L.A. street called shame A D A And sleep came and left this little Waycross Georgia country boy G F E Maybel Joy was gone Lord I?d never see her again D A Growin? up came quietly in the arms of Maybel Joy E Laughter found our morning's brought new meaning to my life D A I woke up one day Lord to find that I was by myself E A With dreams of Georgia cotton and California wine D A Sunday mornin' found me standin' 'neath the red light at her door E Right cross sent me reelin' laid me face down on the floor D A In place of my Maybel Joy I found a merchant mad marine G F E Who said "Your Georgia neck is red but sonny you're still green" A D A Well I turned twenty-one in a grey rock federal prison G F E The judge he had no mercy on this Waycross Georgia boy A D A Sometimes at night in silence Lord I'd listen E A That same old freight to take me back to Maybel Joy D A Cold nights had no pity on this Waycross Georgia farm boy E Springtime turned to summer and then the winter came D A Starin' at those four grey walls in silence Lord I'd listen E Somewheres in the distance to the whistle of the train D A Sunday mornin' found me lyin' 'neath the red-light at her door E With a bullet in my side I cried "Have you seen Maybel Joy?" D A Stunned and shaken someone said "Son she don't live here no more G F E She left this town ten years ago I heard she's lookin? for D A Some Georgia farm boy"