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