Tobacco Road (La Calle del Tabaco)

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, lord, in a rusty shack
And all I had was hangin' on my back
Lord knows how I loathe
This place called Tobacco Road
But it’s home
The only life, life, life I’ve ever known
And I guess I can’t help but
Loathe Tobacco
Gonna leave and get a job
With the help and the grace from above
I’ll save my money, get rich and old
And I think I’ll bring it all back to Tobacco Road
Bring dynamite and a big old crane
And I’ll blow it up, start all over again
I’m gonna build me a town, that I’ll be proud to show
And I think I’ll give it the name Tobacco Road
But it’s home
The only life I’ve ever known
I guess I can’t help but love you
'Cause you’re home
Tobacco Road
Tobacco Road
Woah, Tobacco Road
Bring dynamite and a big old crane
I’ll blow it up, tear it down and start all over again
I guess I can’t help but I love
I love you, yeah, Tobacco
I love you
Oh I love you, oh I love you
I love you, I love you, I love you
I love you 'cause you’re home
I’m talkin' 'bout Tobacco Road, yeah
Tobacco Road, yeah