November 12, 2015

Lyrics

Without a father, without a mother
Without a sister or a brother
I'm what they call all to myself alone

Don't have a dollar, not 'ere a penny
Don't even have a portrait of Jenny
I'm what they call all to myself alone

Some folk have the moon, others may have the stars
I would be comtent just to be where you are
Seems like I have nothing to live for
Except the troubles which my life this far
I'm what they call all to myself alone

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