| First thing I remember was askin' papa, «Why?»,
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| For there were many things I didn’t know.
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| And Daddy always smiled; |
| took me by the hand,
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| Sayin', «Someday you’ll understand.»
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| Well, I’m here to tell you now each and ev’ry mother’s son
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| You better learn it fast; |
| you better learn it young,
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| 'Cause, «Someday"Never Comes.»
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| Well, time and tears went by and I collected dust,
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| For there were many things I didn’t know.
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| When Daddy went away, he said, «Try to be a man,
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| And, Someday you’ll understand.»
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| And then, one day in April, I wasn’t even there,
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| For there were many things I didn’t know.
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| A son was born to me; |
| Mama held his hand,
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| Sayin' «Someday you’ll understand.»
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| Think it was September, the year I went away,
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| For there were many things I didn’t know.
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| And I still see him standing, try’n' to be a man;
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| I said, «Someday you’ll understand.» |