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TOBACCO ROAD
 
John D. Loudermilk

I was born in a dump,
Mamma died and daddy got drunk,
Left me here to die or grow
In the middle of Tobacco Road.
Wo wo wo
Grew up in a rusty shack,
All I owned was hangin' on my back.
Only you know how I loathe
This place called Tobacco Road,
But it's home.
The only life I've ever known
Only you know how I loathe
Tobacco Road

Gonna leave get a job
With the help and the grace from above
Save my money get rich I know,
Bring it back to Tobacco Road.
Wo wo wo
Bring dynamite and a crane,
Blow it up, start all over again.
Build a town, be proud to show,
Give the name Tobacco Road
But it's home.
The only life I've ever known

I despise you 'cos you're filthy,
But I love you 'cos you're home.



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