| I’m from San Benito, Texas
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| Down a dirty dusty road
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| There was sugarcane and cotton
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| How I used to watch it grow
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| Then we moved up to Dallas
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| I remember I was young
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| I learned about the dollar
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| Looked down the barrel of a gun
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| If you ask me where I’m going
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| I can’t tell ya, 'cause I don’t know
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| But in my mind I see the valley
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| You should see the way it glows
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| My daddy didn’t know me
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| My brother rolled the dice
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| My mama kept on working
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| And my sister paid a price
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| Darkness did surround me
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| Trouble everywhere I turned
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| Then one day I started walking
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| Everything I’ve got, I earned
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| If you ask me where I’m going
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| I can’t tell ya, 'cause I don’t know
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| But in my mind I see the valley
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| You should see the way it glows
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| Now you know my story
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| I bet you got one like it too
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| May your curse become a blessing
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| There ain’t nothing else to do |