Tobacco Road - Live at The Woodstock Music & Art Fair, August 18, 1969

Uuummmmm...

Oh oh. .oh oh oh oh oh ooo oh ooo ooo oh oh oh...

I was born

In a dump

My mammy died and

My daddy got drunk

They left me here

To die or grow

In the middle of Tobacco Road

I grew up in

A rusty shack

Well all I owned

Was a-hanging on my back

Lord knows

How I loathe

This place called Tobacco Road

I'll miss ya, Homey

Talking 'bout the only life I've ever known

I despise you

Cuz you're filthy

But I love you

Cuz you're home

I'm gonna leave

And get a job

Now with the help

And the grace from God

Gonna save my money

And get rich I know

And bring it back to Tobacco Road

Bring dynamite

A big old crate

Blow it up

Tear it down

And start all over again

Gonna build me a town

That I'll be proud to show

I think I'll keep the name of Tobacco Road

You're such a town, oh yeah!

The only life that I've ever known

I despise you

Cuz you're filthy

But I love you

Because you're home

Tobacco Road

Tobacco Road

Yeah, you're dirty and you're filthy

Oh, Tobacco Road

I'm gonna get me some dynamite

A big old crate

Blow it up

Tear it down

And start all over again

I despise you

Cuz you're filthy

But I love you

Because you're home!

Tobacco Road