Hurricane Jones (Larry W Jones 09/12/2019) (song #7601)
Well, my own Daddy’s name was Ivy
But he was known as Hurricane Jones
Yes, he was kin to the wayward wind
Mama saw that was the way with him
He was born in Louisiana
And my dear Mama was born there too
Now, I was born in Port Arthur
Right in the middle of World War Two
Hurricane Jones was my Daddy’s name
Maybe the wayward wind was to blame
Hurricane Jones didn’t leave no stones
His life rolled on as Hurricane Jones
(Instrumental)
My Mama raised us kids in Texas
While Daddy worked anywhere he could
Well digger or on a garbage truck
And Gladstell sawmill where he stacked wood
When I saw my Mama’s hungry eyes
And her tired fingers worked to the bone
That’s when I wondered where Daddy was
Just like a hurricane he was gone
Hurricane Jones was my Daddy’s name
Maybe the wayward wind was to blame
Hurricane Jones didn’t leave no stones
His life rolled on as Hurricane Jones
Hurricane Jones didn’t leave no stones
His life rolled on as Hurricane Jones
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