Lyrics Tobacco Road - The Animals , Eric Burdon

I was born in a filthy dump,
My mother died and my daddy got drunk
And they left me here, yes, to die or grow
In the middle of Tobacco Road... I grew up in prefabricated shack
When I went to high school, they pulled the clothes off my back
Lord above knows how much I loathe
This mean old place called Tobacco Road, yes
Tobacco Road, let me tell you now, Tobacco Road
Talkin' 'bout a road yeah, Tobacco Road, Lord!!
Talkin' 'bout your road, talkin' 'bout my road
Talkin' 'bout Tobacco Road, talkin' 'bout a road
But it's home, hmm, yes it is
The only life I've ever known, I've ever known
And the Lord knows how much I loathe
Tobacco Road Road Road Road Road (road road road)
Talkin' 'bout your road (road road road)
Talkin' 'bout my road (road road road)
You know, baby (road road road)
I left my home, yeah (road road road)
Because it's dirty and it's filthy (road road road)
U know it's crawlin' with rats, and stinkin' with lice (road road road)
But it's home, yes it is (road road road)
I tell you what I'm gonna do (road road road)
I tell you what I'm gonna do (road road road)
Oh I'm gonna leave and I get a job
And with the help and the grace from above
I'll get meself money at the whip get rich I know
And ship it all back to Tobacco Road, yes I will
I will I'll bring dynamite, and I'll bring me a crane
And I'll blow it all up, tear it down, start all over again
And I'll build me town, people, I'll be brought to top yes I will
I'll be crackin' soul, Lord he knows?
I'll be yes, I will and I'll keep the name yes yes yes
Come on never forget me, people, AAAAAAHHH!!!
Road road, talkin' 'bout a road yeah
Talkin' 'bout ya road, talkin' 'bout my road, talkin' 'bout Tobacco Road
You know I'm talkin' about it, I'm tellin' you about it, talkin' about it
It's gotta be changed, it's got to be changed, I've got to change it