David Allan Coe - San Francisco Maybel Joy guitar chord

David Allan Coe - San Francisco Maybel Joy

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My daddy was an honest man, just a redneck Georgia farm boy

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My momma spent her short life raisin' kids and bailin' hay

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And I was just fifteen, when I ached inside to wonder

C B A

So I hoped a freight in Waycross, and I rode it to L.A.

D G D

Well, I met a girl known on the strip, as San Francisco’s Maybel Joy

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Destitution’s child, born on a L.A. street called Shane

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And sleep came and left, this little Waycross, Georgia country boy

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Maybel Joy was gone Lord, I’d never see her again

G D

Growin’ up came quietly in the arms of Maybel Joy

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Laughter found our morning's, brought new meaning to my life

G D

I woke up one day, Lord, to find that I was by myself

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With dreams of Georgia cotton, and California wine

G D

Sunday mornin' found me standin' 'neath the red-light of her door

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Right Cross sent me reelin', laid me face down on the floor

G D

In place of Maybel Joy I found a merchant mad marine

C B A

Who said, "your Georgia neck is red, but, son here your still green."

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Well, I turned twenty-one, in Grey Rock federal prison

C B A

The judge, he had no mercy on this Waycross, Georgia boy

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Sometimes at night, in silence Lord I'd listen

A D

That same old freight to take me back to Maybel Joy

G D

Cold nights had no pity on this Waycross, Georgia farm boy

A

Springtime turned to summer, and then the winter came

G D

Starin' at those four grey walls in silence Lord, I'd listen

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Somewhere in the distance to the whistle of the train

G D

Sunday mornin' found me standin' 'neath the red-light of her door

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With a bullet in my side I cried "have you seen Maybel Joy

G D

Stunned and shaken someone said, "son, she don't live here no more"

C B A

She left this town ten years ago, I heard she's lookin’ for

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Some Georgia farm boy.

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