| I was born and raised in a little place
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| That’s all I know
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| Papa left Mama and she never gave a reason
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| Why he had to go
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| I never knew my life before
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| It wasn’t in an open door
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| Then you came along and you took me in your arms
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| And you showed me the way to go
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| Show me the way to go
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| Show me the way to go
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| I’ve been down so many times
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| Always seem to pick myself up again
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| And there’s times I’ve been drunk
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| Stoned out of my mind I couldn’t say my name
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| You offer me a helping hand
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| You show me how to be a man
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| Then you came along, took me in your arms
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| Showed me the way to go
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| Show me the way to go home
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| Oh show me the way to go home
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| I’ve been down so many times
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| And I always seem to get myself up again
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| And all the times I’ve been drunk and stoned
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| I couldn’t say my name
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| You offer me a helping hand
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| Oh now you show me how to be a man
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| Oh then you came along and you took me in your arms
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| And you showed me the way to go
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| Show me the way to go
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| Oh show me the way to go
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| Show me the way to go
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| Show me the way to go
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| Oh show me the way to go home
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| Come on and show me the way to go home |