.My mamma raised the devil child
Now mamma's got a good reason to cry
I walk along the old dirt road
Not a lot in my pocket but a pocket of soul
Yeah
My pappa drove over life
Lived everyday on the egde of a knife
Left me and my mom when i was 6 years old
Cuz the bl.
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