From the day that I was born
I never really saw the time that
Daddy's word was followed up
his actions always filled my mind
Mama's got the latest story
She says she needs it to pray
But I never see them on their
knees they're always workin'
Woe to your father
I'm not your son of hell
Mama I stopped watchin'
I'm doing quite well... without you
Family friends are visiting
And little Stevens' much too loud
Slap him hard across the room
Don't spare the rod and spoil your child
Woe to your father
I'm not your son of hell
Mama I stopped watchin'
I'm doing quite well... without you
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