Tobacco Road

I was born in a trunk.

Mama died and my daddy got drunk.

Left me here to die alone

In the middle of tobacco road.



Growin' up in a filthy shack,

All I had 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.

And I can't help but loathe

Tobacco.



Gonna leave, and get a job

With the help and the grace from above.

Save some money, get rich and old,

Bring it back to Tobacco Road.



Bring that dynamite and a crane,

blow it up, start all over again.

Build a town, be proud to show.

Gives the name Tobacco Road.



But it's home,

The only life I've ever known.

But I love you

'Cause you're home..