Well I was raised on corn bread and gravy
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I slept in a cardboard box till I was nearly three
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I bathed myself in muddy river runnin' by our shack
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By the time that I had reached thirteen I'd been through hell and back
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And I've been thrown from pillar to post I've been banged around and scarred
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I've done so much I've seen so much I've lived so fast and hard
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Lived so fast and hard
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Now mama died when I was young and I never knew my dad
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I never had the love and care that other children had
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I spent five years in an orphan's home but I ran off one day
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And I hoboed on an old freight train to San Francisco Bay
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I've fought in the war I've been in jail there ain't much I ain't done
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I'd lived as much as any man fore I was twenty one I was twenty one
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[ fiddle ]
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And I've been thrown from pillar to post...
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I Lived So Fast And Hard
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| Mel Tillis |
