作词 : Roberts
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Down in South Carolina
in the piny woods
Where they make sweet turpentine
There I first saw the light of day
Landing on my mind
Runnin' in the sunshine laughin'
Rollin' in the red dirt cryin'
I said mmm-mmm~
Good god have mercy
Canary Warehouse, baby
I went to school
I eat lunch from the cans that I stole
Heating 'em up on a hot-bellied stove
I used to keep out in the cold
Sittin' around,you know,just a-tellin lies about
What I'd be when I grew old
I said mmm-mmm~
Good god have mercy
Trestle Track now, mama
where the BNN used to haul
Freight train caught daddy one day
He took a long, long fall
I'd only been taught to think on life
Never thought on death at all
I said mmm-mmm~
Good god have mercy
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Now every sunday after church
there'd be a meetin' on the ground
"Some good soul" she would always say
"It's a shame about Freida Brown"
Mama and the ladies they formed a society
They run Freida out of town
I said mmm-mmm~
Good god have mercy
Daddy's on the mainline,Mama wants him home
Daddy's on the mainline,the kids all need him home
Good god have mercy...