My Mama raised a devil child
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Now mama's got a good reason to cry
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I walk along the old dirt road
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Not a lot in my pocket but I packet her soul
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My Papa drove over life
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Lived every day on the edge of a knife
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Left me and my mom when I was six years old
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'Cause the blood in his veins be ice cold
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Samuel Sin
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| Danko Jones |
