Some people say I'm a no 'count
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Others say I'm no good
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But I'm just a nat'ral born travellin' man
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Doin' what I think should, oh yeah
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Doin' what I think should
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When I was a little baby my mama said, hey son
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Travel where you will and grow to be a man
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But sing what must be sung, poor boy Sing what must be sung
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And I don't give a damn about a greenback dollar
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I spend it fast as I can
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For a wailing song and a good guitar
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The only things that I understand, poor boy
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The only things that I understand
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Chorus
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Now that I'm a grown man
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I've travelled here and there
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I found that a jug of brandy and a song
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Are the only ones who care, poor boy
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The only ones who care
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Chorus
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Greenback Dollar
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Jim Croce |