.I was born in a bunk.
Mummy died and my daddy got drunk.
Left me here to die or grow.
In the middle of Tobacco Road.
Grew up in a rusty shack,
All I had was hanging on my back.
Only you know how I loath
This place called Tobacco Road.
But it's home.
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