| I don’t remember mama
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| She died when I was born
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| We lived in a one room shanty
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| But daddy tried to make it a home
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| When I was only six years old
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| I started singing in the streets
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| People would throw me pennies
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| So I could daddy make ends meet
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| They said
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| CHORUS:
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| Keep on singing
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| Don’t stop singing
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| You’re gonna be a star someday
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| You’re gonna make a lot of people happy
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| When they come to hear you play
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| They said keep on singin
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| Keep the bells a ringin
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| Spread the music from town to town
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| There’s not enough song in this old world
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| So spread your song around
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| By the time I was 10 years old
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| I had a rock n roll band
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| Daddy’s eyes were growing dim
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| But I didn’t understand
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| He said he would be so proud of me
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| Each time he’d hear us play
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| At night he’d pull me to his side
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| And daddy would always say
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| CHORUS
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| He didn’t have much money
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| But things didn’t seem so bad
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| I felt just like the queen of the world
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| When I was with my dad
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| Then one rainy April night
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| Daddy called me to his side
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| He held me with his tremblin hands
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| Right before he died
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| CHORUS
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| CHORUS
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| CHORUS
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| FADE |