Tobacco Road
Eric Burdon The Animals Lyrics
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My mother died
My daddy got drunk
They Left me here
To die or grow
In the middle of
Tobacco Road
Tobacco Road
I Grew up in a rusty shack
All I ever owned babe
Was hangin' on my back
Lord above know
How much I loathe
This mean ol' place called
Tobacco Road
Tobacco Road
Tobacco Road
Tobacco Road
Tobacco Road
But it's home yes
The only life I've ever known
And the lord knows
How much I loathe
Tobacco Road (Road, Road, Road)
Tobacco Road, yeah (Road, Road, Road)
Tobacco Road, yeah (Road, Road, Road)
I'm talkin' 'bout road (Road, Road, Road)
I'm talkin' 'bout that road (Road, Road, Road)
Tobacco Road, yeah (Road, Road, Road)
Everybody's got one (Road, Road, Road)
Everybody's got some (Road, Road, Road)
Everybody's got feel one (Road, Road, Road)
Everybody remember (Road, Road, Road)
Tobacco Road, yeah (Road, Road, Road)
Road, yeah (Road, Road, Road)
Road, yeah (Road, Road, Road)
Road, yeah (Road, Road, Road)
But it's home mmm
The only life this boy has ever known
And the lord knows
How much I loathe
Tobacco Road, yeah (Road, Road, Road)
Tobacco Road, yeah (Road, Road, Road)
Tobacco Road, yeah (Road, Road, Road)
I'm gonna leave (Road, Road, Road)
And get myself a job (Road, Road, Road)
With the help (Road, Road, Road)
And the grace from above (Road, Road, Road)
I'll get me some dynamite (Road, Road, Road)
And I'll get me a crane (Road, Road, Road)
And I'll blow it all up, tear it down (Road, Road, Road)
Start all over again (Road, Road, Road)
And I'll build me a town (Road, Road, Road)
I'll be proud to show (Road, Road, Road)
And I'll keep the name (Road, Road, Road)
And I'll keep the name (Road, Road, Road)
And I'll keep the name Tobacco Road, yeah (Road, Road, Road)
Tobacco Road, yeah, yeah (Road, Road, Road)
Tobacco Road
Tobacco Road
You're dirty and you're filthy
But I love you
'Cause you're my home, baby
You are my home
The only life I've ever known
You are my home
You are my home
Yes, you're my home
Ya hear me, you're my home
You're my home
Yes it's home, yes
The only life I've ever known
And the lord knows
How much I loathe
Tobacco Road, yeah (Road, Road, Road)
Tobacco Road, yeah (Road, Road, Road)
Tobacco Road, yeah (Road, Road, Road)
Do it again, ya feel a thing (Road, Road, Road)
Do it again, ya feel a thing (Road, Road, Road)
The song "Tobacco Road" by Eric Burdon & The Animals is a powerful ballad depicting the artist's difficult upbringing in a rundown place that he calls home. The lyrics of the song tell the story of a boy who was born in a dump and left to die or grow in the middle of Tobacco Road, which is a metaphor for a place that is rundown and difficult to live in. While growing up there, he lived in a rusty shack and owned nothing except the clothes on his back. The songwriters use the phrase 'Tobacco Road' to symbolize poverty, struggle, and the challenges that come with living in a place that is less than desirable.
The lyrics of the song ultimately convey a sense of mixed emotions, as the author struggles with his love-hate relationship with this place he calls home. Though he loathes Tobacco Road, it's the only life he has ever known, and in a sense, he cannot imagine living anywhere else. The repetition of the phrase 'Tobacco Road' throughout the song reinforces the importance of this place in the author's life, creating a sense of familiarity and intimacy with the audience.
Line by Line Meaning
I was born in a dump
I was born in a place that no one cares about and is considered to be a dump
My mother died
My mother passed away when I was younger
My daddy got drunk
My father was frequently drunk, leaving him unable to support us
They Left me here
As a result, they left me to live in this place all by myself
To die or grow
I was left with the decision to either die or grow up in this place
In the middle of
I grew up in a place that is situated in this exact spot
Tobacco Road
The place I grew up in is called Tobacco Road
I Grew up in a rusty shack
I grew up in a shack that was in a terrible condition due to being rusty
All I ever owned babe Was hangin' on my back
The only things I ever had were the ones I carried on my back
Lord above know
It's hard to imagine how much I hate this place
How much I loathe
I really despise this place
This mean ol' place called
I hate this place, which serves as a constant reminder of my bad upbringing
But it's home yes
Despite my hatred for Tobacco Road, it's still my home
The only life I've ever known
I've never known any other life besides this one on Tobacco Road
And the lord knows
God understands how much I hate Tobacco Road
Tobacco Road (Road, Road, Road)
Tobacco Road, the place that causes me so much pain
Yeah
Indeed
I'm talkin' 'bout road (Road, Road, Road)
I'm referring to the road that defines Tobacco Road
Everybody's got one (Road, Road, Road)
Every place has its own defining road
Everybody's got some (Road, Road, Road)
All places have something that makes them unique, just like Tobacco Road has its road
Everybody's got feel one (Road, Road, Road)
Everyone who has grown up in a place has feelings associated with the unique aspects of that place, which is also true for me with Tobacco Road
Everybody remember (Road, Road, Road)
You never forget the unique road that is associated with the place you grew up in, as I will never forget Tobacco Road
I'm gonna leave (Road, Road, Road)
I plan to leave here one day
And get myself a job (Road, Road, Road)
I will find a job somewhere else and start over
With the help (Road, Road, Road)
I will need help to make my plans a reality
And the grace from above (Road, Road, Road)
Through divine intervention, I will be able to leave Tobacco Road behind
I'll get me some dynamite (Road, Road, Road)
If I can't leave by normal means, I'll resort to explosives
And I'll get me a crane (Road, Road, Road)
I'll need a crane to facilitate my plan to destroy Tobacco Road
And I'll blow it all up, tear it down (Road, Road, Road)
I will destroy Tobacco Road to start over with a clean slate
Start all over again (Road, Road, Road)
I will start fresh with a new location and a new life
And I'll build me a town (Road, Road, Road)
I'll build a new town from scratch
I'll be proud to show (Road, Road, Road)
I'll be proud to display my new home to others
And I'll keep the name (Road, Road, Road)
I'll name the new town Tobacco Road, which will also serve as a reminder of my past
You're dirty and you're filthy
Tobacco Road is gross and unclean
But I love you
But despite its flaws, Tobacco Road is still my home
'Cause you're my home, baby
It's my home and I have a deep emotional bond with it
Ya hear me, you're my home
I'm telling you that you're my home, even if I hate it sometimes
Yes, it's home, yes
Even though it's not perfect, it's still home to me
Do it again, ya feel a thing (Road, Road, Road)
If you're familiar with Tobacco Road, hearing it mentioned again will evoke strong emotions within you
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: John D. Loudermilk
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Elisabeth Axelsson
Eric is one of a kind what a voice , his feling of blues as great all the emotions and soul in his voice is outstanding a true blues man
Carol Desmond
Just discovered in 2022.
I heard of the Animals, but didn't know anything about them.
Now I am learning and loving their great talent.
Love Eric.
Dwayne Wladyka
Eric Burdon is my favorite male vocalist, along with Ray Charles. I like the range and delivery he has with his singing. Cheers!
Roberto Cappadona
Now you take me to my roots .
Drink Locally
Eric can sing everything and do an excellent job
Butler Crow The Guitar Player
They were and still are the greatest English blues band.
Sid
No the small faces was.
Alan Lane
@Sid Pretty Things ???
Sid
@Alan Lane Yes with ! 🙃
Har Par
sorry SAVOY BROWN .....