We´ve moved on six miles from where we were yesterday
And yesterday is but a long long ways away So we´ll camp out tonight beneath the bright starlight And forget rotten peaches and the places we´ve stayed
I left from the dockland two years ago now Made my way over on the S.S. Marie And I´ve always had trouble wherever I´ve settled Rotten peaches are all that I see
Rotten peaches rotting in the sun Seems I´ve seen that devil fruit since the world begun Mercy I´m a criminal, Jesus I´m the one Rotten peaches rotting in the sun
There ain´t no green grass in a U.S. state prison
There is no one to hold when you´re sick for your wife And each day out you´ll pick, you´ll pick rotten peaches You´ll pick rotten peaches for the rest of your life
Oh I´ve had me my fill of cocaine and pills For I lie in the light of the Lord And my home is ten thousand, ten thousand miles away And I guess I won´t see it no more