Tobacco Road
Written by John D. Loudermilk




I was born in a trunk,
Mama died and my daddy got drunk,
Left me here to die or grow,
In the middle of Tobacco Road.


Grew up in a rusty shack,
All I owned was hanging on my back,
Only lord knows how I loved,
This place called Tobacco Road.

chorus 1:

But it's home,
The only life I've ever known,
But the lord knows I love,
Tobacco road.


Gonna leave, get a job,
With the help and the grace of G-d,
Save my money, get rich enough,
Bring it back to Tobacco Road.


Bring dynamite and a crane,
Blow it up and start all over again,
Build a town be proud to show,
Keep the name Tobacco Road.

chorus 2:

'cause it's home,
The only life I've ever known,
I despise you 'cause you're filthy,
But I love you 'cause you're home.

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