Lyrics:
I was born in sixty-three
Got a little job in the factory
I don't know much about Kennedy
I was too busy working in the factory
We got a kid
Yeah, I know it's been bugging you since the day I was born, huh?
I asked my friend Anne about it
I said, Anne, Anne, Anne, what am I supposed to do,
picture the prettiest stories
Only to wake up
All by myself
What is the good of me by myself?
Why was I born
Why am I living
What do I get
What
Round her neck she wore a yellow ribbon
She wore it in the winter
And the merry month of May
When I asked her: Why the yellow ribbon?
She said:
picture the prettiest stories
Only to wake up
All by myself
What is the good of me by myself?
Why was I born
Why am I living
What do I get
What
picture the prettiest stories
Only to wake up
All by myself
What is the good of me by myself?
Why was I born
Why am I living
What do I get
What
picture the prettiest stories
Only to wake up
All by myself
What is the good of me by myself?
Why was I born
Why am I living
What do I get
What
the choppers kidnap the night and police silence your rights
Stare at the sky wonder will you live to see 25?
I'm 22 at 20 I knew I was against the odds
This kid
Down in Sunflower County where I was born
Used to be a crazy woman
Used to walk bare footed down a gravel road
Singin' in an unknown tongue
One day
I spell mm, a child, and
That represents man
No be, oh child, Y1
That mean mannish boy
Man
I'm a full grown man
Man
I'm a natural born lovers
Day
Ten, let the countdown begin
Nine, I was born in the mind
Eight, take the head of a snake
Seven, behold Armageddon
Six, ain't no love for
I spell mm, a child, and
That represents man
No be, oh child, Y1
That mean mannish boy
Man
I'm a full grown man
Man
I'm a natural born lovers
The gypsy woman told my mother
Before I was born
I got a boy child's comin'
He's gonna be a son of a gun
He gonna make pretty women's
Jump
Day
(10) Ten let the countdown begin
(9) I was born in the mind
(8) Take the head of a snake
(7) Behold Armaggedeon
(6) Ain't no love for the rich
still ain't found what I was after
I got the blues and that is why I sing
I just wanna do my thing, yeah
I'm goin' back to Indiana
Indiana, here I
Say hey I was born, y'all
With a wooden spoon in my mouth
Oh, I was born-born
With a wooden spoon in my mouth, yes I was
And the only silver spoon I
Gypsy woman told my momma, before I was born
You got a boy-child comin', gonna be a son-of-a-gun
Gonna make these pretty women, jump and shout
knew every single record the DJ's played
The "Honky Tonk", "Hound Dog", "Johnny B. Goode"
"The Chain Gang", "Love Is Strange", "Knock On Wood"
I was
knew every single record the DJ's played
The "Honky Tonk", "Hound Dog", "Johnny B. Goode"
"The Chain Gang", "Love Is Strange", "Knock On Wood"
I was
picture the prettiest stories
Only to wake up
All by myself
What is the good of me by myself?
Why was I born
Why am I living
What do I get
What
picture the prettiest stories
Only to wake up
All by myself
What is the good of me by myself?
Why was I born
Why am I living
What do I get
What
picture the prettiest stories
Only to wake up
All by myself
What is the good of me by myself?
Why was I born
Why am I living
What do I get
What
picture the prettiest stories
Only to wake up
All by myself
What is the good of me by myself?
Why was I born
Why am I living
What do I get
What
First thing I remember was asking papa, why
For there were many things I didn't know
And daddy always smiled and took me by the hand
Saying,
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