[continued from "Session 6"]
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(You don't know what it was like, blah blah blah blah.)
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See you don't know what it's like to be a man in the world
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And be scared to lose everything.
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See you don't know what its like to build a life from nothing
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And be scared to lose everything.
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I bet that's not what you said back then.
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And don't sing your blues to me.
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You have no right...
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By the time I was old enough to run,
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Momma couldn't move and Dad was gone
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So she sat me in a room alone to watch TV,
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By the time I went to school I had no friends.
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I didn't even know how to play with kids
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They would all run around, and I would just sit alone.
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And do you know what its like to cry yourself to sleep tonight at the age of six,
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And seven
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And eight
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And nine
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And ten
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And eleven
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And twelve.
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You Don't Know What It's Like
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| The Early November |
