Born In Grenada

Born in Grenada, Mississippi, U.S.A.

But I'm splittin' town this afternoon and a-headin' for L.A.

'Cause my baby done left me for a fast-talkin' man

But I am bound and determined get her back if I can

I'm gonna jump a freight yeah yeah

I just can't wait to get her home

Well bye-bye Mississippi and a-so long cotton fields

I told my baby not to but she went against my will

Went for all that trash 'bout them big city lights

Now she's a-rollin' hard direction, told her everything'll be alright

I'm gonna jump a freight yeah yeah

I just can't wait to get her home

A-mister GG-driver you can make an extra ten

If you pour on the steam and make this train run like the wind

'Cause I got to get to L.A. 'fore the sun goes down

I'll be sniffin' for my baby like a hungry bloodhound

I'm gonna jump a freight yeah yeah

I just can't wait to get her home

Oh won't'chu come on home now?

You know that I've been a-waitin' for a long long time

Gonna get her back where she belongs

I said I've been a-waitin' for a long long time

Gonna get her back where she belongs

Oh come on home now!

Won't you come on home?