| I said to my brother
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| Life is not free
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| He said call me weak
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| But for once I’m proud of me
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| What you proud of, who you stand for
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| Not the Lord above
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| Dirty living got you giving never enough
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| My sister named Maria
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| She caught a bright, early sun
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| With sin, and with love
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| Like a tattoo on her arm
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| She couldn’t find no separation
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| Between loving life and love
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| Dirty living got her giving never enough
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| Blame it on the doctor
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| He never healed your pleas
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| Blame it on your mother
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| She never saw your needs
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| Looking up to heaven, I tell you
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| Sinner, you’ve got to believe
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| Live like a fool
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| You’ll get what’s coming to you
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| Like an angel, came his mother
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| She said one more second chance
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| She pleaded with Jesus said
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| Make my boy a man
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| Though he loved her, he abused her
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| Stole her wallet, jewels and used her
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| Dirty living got him digging for a resolution
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| She walked with less pride
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| Than one tiger, no stripes
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| She cried like a baby
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| On the first of newborn nights
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| She never let nobody tell a girl
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| More loving brings more pain
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| Dirty living got her breaking
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| Hearts and souls the same
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| Blame it on the doctor
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| He never healed your pleas, yeah
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| Blame it on your mother
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| She never saw your needs
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| Looking up to heaven, I tell you
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| Sinner, you’ve got to believe
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| Ya live like a fool
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| You’ll get what’s coming to you
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| In in the back streets of their broken town
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| On a corner with no name
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| These two, unworthy, two unfaithful wanderers
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| Meet face to face
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| They fall in love, they run away
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| They find they’re both one in the same
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| But it backfires, with their lying and
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| Unwillingness to change
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| Blame it on the doctor
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| He never healed your pleas, yeah
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| Blame it on your mother
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| She never saw your needs
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| You looking up to heaven, I tell you
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| Sinner, you’ve got to believe
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| Live like a fool
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| You’ll get what’s coming to you |