Tobacco Road
Johnny Winter & Edgar Winter Lyrics

I was born in a trunk
I was born in a traveling family's trunk, a symbol of a tough beginning.

Mother died and my daddy got drunk
My mother passed away and my dad turned to alcohol, leaving me in a difficult situation.

Left me here to die or grow
My father's sudden absence made me vulnerable to the threats of life on Tobacco Road.

In the middle of Tobacco Road
Geographically and emotionally, I was located in a place I detested.

Grew up in a dusty shack
I spent my formative years in a poorly constructed, unsanitary home.

And all I had was a'hangin' on my back
The few possessions I had I carried on my person since I had no other means of transporting them.

Only you know how I loathe
The extent of my hatred towards Tobacco Road and its inhabitants is known only to me.

This place called Tobacco Road
A place where addictions and poverty run rampant, where hopelessness haunts the residents.

But it's home
Despite all its shortcomings and shortcomings, it's the place where I feel safe and accepted.

The only life I've ever known
It's the environment I grew up in and it inevitably influenced who I am.

I'm gonna leave and get a job
I'm determined to make a better life for myself by finding employment elsewhere.

With the help and the grace from above
Efforts alone won't be sufficient, I'll also need some divine intervention to achieve my goal.

Save some money, get rich I know
I'm convinced that with money comes happiness and I'm willing to work hard to get it.

Bring it back to Tobacco Road
Even though it's the last place I want to be, I have a duty to help those who are still trapped there.

Bring Dynamite and a crane
To make the city better than it was, drastic measures must be taken, such as using explosives and cranes.

Blow you up, start all over again
In order to cleanse Tobacco Road of its vices, starting anew is necessary.

Build a town be proud to show
A place where people can live a fulfilling life, where they can be proud to call home.

Give the name Tobacco Road
Out of respect for the past and the difficulties endured, I'll maintain the same name for the town.

Oh I despise and disapprove you
I can't help feeling negative towards the place where I grew up, despite it being a part of me.

But I love ya, 'cause it's home
For better or worse, it's the place where I belong.