I was born in a bunk. Mamma died and my daddy got drunk. Let me here to die or grow in the middle of Tobacco Road, wo wo wo. Grew up in a rusty shack, all I had was hangin' on my back. Only you know how I loathe this place called Tobacco Road. But it's home, the only life I've ever known. Only you know how I loathe Tobacco Road. Gonna leave, get a job, with the help and the grace from above. Save some money, get rich I know, bring it back to Tobacco Road, wo wo wo. Bring dynamite and a crane, blow it up, start all over again. Build a town be proud to show, give the name Tobacco Road. But it's home, the only life I've ever known. I despise you 'cause you're filthy, but I love you 'cause you're home.