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