I was born,
In a dump,
Momma died and Papa got drunk,
Left me here,
To die alone,
In the middle of Tobacco Road...
Grew a beard,
Rusty shack,
All I had was hangin' on my back,
Only you know,
How I loathe,
This place called Tobacco Road...
Well its home!
The only life I've ever known,
and only you know how I loathe,
Tobacco Road.
Gonna leave,
Get a job,
With the help of the Grace up above,
Get some money,
and rich and old,
Bring it back to Tobacco Road.