If my mother hadn't died, lord my father left his child at home If my mother hadn't died, cause my father left his child at home Well my life wouldn't be so miserable baby, I wouldn't feel so all alone
I was born in Alabama Yeah, well I was raised up in Tennessee I was born in Alabama Yeah, well I was raised up in Tennessee While I lived through all this sorrow someone's always tried to hurt poor me
Well, I'd rather be lyin' dead, sleepin' way down in my grave Well, I'd rather be dead, sleepin' way down in my grave Than to live all this sorrow. Yeahah! And misery everydayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
