Tobacco Road (Live)

'Cause I was born in a dump
My mama died and my daddy got drunk
He left me here to die or grow
In the middle of Tobacco Road.

I grew up in a rusty shack
All I owned was hangin' on my back
The Lord knows, how I loathe
This place called, Tobacco Road.

But it's a home, yeah
The only life I'll ever know
And the Lord knows, I loathe
Tobacco Road, yeah.

I'm gonna leave and get a job
With the help and the grace from above
Save my money and get rich I know
And bring it back to Tobacco Road.

Bring dynamite and a crane
Blow it up and start all over again
And I'll build a town, I'll be proud to show
And keep the name, Tobacco Road.

'Cause it's a home, yeah, yeah
The only life I'll ever know
And despise you called you filthy but I love it
But I love you because you're my home.

Hey, Tobacco Road, Tobacco Road
Now you're dirty and you're filthy
Tobacco Road.

I'm gonna get me some dynamite
And I'll bring me a crane
And then blow it up
I'll tear down and start out all over again.

Tobacco Road, Tobacco Road
And I love you, yeah
Because you're my home
But you're dirty and you're filthy
Tobacco Road.

I'm gonna blow you up
I'm gonna tear you down
And I'll build me a town
That I will be proud to show.

But I'll keep the name
I'm gonna keep the name
I'm gonna keep the name
A Tobacco Road, a Tobacco Road.

Tobacco Road, road, road, road
I'm talkin' 'bout
Tobacco Road, road, oh yeah.