Cabbagetown - Shawn Mullins

My Granddaddy was raised up in the hills, in '29 he came down

He used to ride to Atlanta, got a job in a Cotton Mill

But everybody called it Cabbagetown

Oh-Oh-Oh, Cabbagetown

The handpainted sign said Cabbagetown

He met my Grandma, when she was just sixteen

They’d spin Old No. 7, on the second floor

They grew a little garden, they started a family

They owed all their pay, to the Ray Jay store

Oh-Oh-Oh, Cabbagetown

Never been out of Cabbagetown

Oh-Oh-Oh, Cabbagetown

What goes up, will come down

When they finally closed, the shadows fell

Covered Cabbagetown, like a dirty vail.

Woke up this morning, my eyes were filled with tears

I was dreaming of Grandpa, in forty some odd years

Now the mountains call to me, a lonely soulful sound

Once I leave here, I ain’t coming back to Cabbagetown

Oh-Oh-Oh, Cabbagetown

You better stay away, when the sun goes down

Oh-Oh-Oh, Cabbagetown

I’m never goin' back to Cabbagetown

No, I’m never goin' back to Cabbagetown

Ah, one more time, I’m never goin' back to Cabbagetown…

No, No