1960s
When I was a little baby,
my momma said, "Hey son.
Travel where you will
and grow to be a man and
sing what must be sung,
poor boy.
Sing what must be sung"...
Now that I'm a grown man,
I've travelled here and there.
I've learned that a bottle
of brandy and a song,
the only ones who ever cared,
poor boy,
the only ones who ever cared
my momma said, "Hey son.
Travel where you will
and grow to be a man and
sing what must be sung,
poor boy.
Sing what must be sung"...
Now that I'm a grown man,
I've travelled here and there.
I've learned that a bottle
of brandy and a song,
the only ones who ever cared,
poor boy,
the only ones who ever cared