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He was twenty miles from Mobile
Trudging up a big hill
Growing to man from a boy.
Saw a dirty-faced beauty
Walkin’ free bound to no duty
Introduced herself as Lulu Leroy
She carried an old six-string
Showed him how she could sing
Said she wanted to be a star
He said, “Sister, if ya will
Let’s both hitchhike down to Nashville
Show 'em how you sing and play that guitar
Every honky-tonk and dive in town
She laid her music down
And nobody seemed to catch on
Producers didn’t like her music
Weren’t crazy for acoustics
After six weeks, they were gone
Hopped a train north to Chicago
Slept with tramps, bums, and hobos
Tried her style in bars and clubs
Paid nothin’ but chicken feed
And handouts on corners and streets
Not enough for rent or grub
They slept in the tall grass
West of Topeka, Kansas
Her love for him brought him such joy
She sang a song about him
He was one of many men
Who had the love of Lulu Leroy
She had an Uncle Jim in Fresno
At least that’s what she said so
Restless and began to fuss
Gave her money to go westbound
She got aboard the next Greyhound
Waved goodbye from the back of the bus.
He headed on up north to Fargo
Worked fields where the wind blows
Couldn’t get that girl out of his mind
Cut timber in the Yukon
Oil rigs in Saskatchewan
Looking for something he couldn’t find
After five years, he went to Fresno
To find Uncle Jim cause she said so
Found him with a little boy
His hair was black and wild
The way he was as a little child
This was his son and Lulu Leroy's
Uncle Jim took him on a short ride
To grave upon the hillside
Where there were no tears of joy
He stood broken and alone
Read from a simple headstone
Here lies Lulu Leroy
Raised me not to wander
Unafraid of lightin' 'nd thunder
To build on life and not destroy
Three graves on a hillside
That’s where they reside
Uncle Jim, Daddy, and Lulu Leroy
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