| I came up the hard way, I just about raised myself
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| You, lord, came up the hard way, I just about raised myself
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| I been in and out of trouble
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| But I never begged no one for help
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| I don’t speak educated
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| Because peoples, I have not none
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| Yes I don’t speak educated, 'cause my people, that I have none
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| But I’m done, just about good else peoples
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| People who have some
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| They said 26 letters in the alphabet
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| People said I can’t must spell my name
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| They said 26 letters in the alphabet
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| People said I can’t even spell my name
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| But you know I can go long so smoothly
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| People don’t bother me just the same
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| After a few years passed
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| I soon learned how to sign my name
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| Yes, after a few years passed
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| I learned how to sign my name
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| Still each letter in the alphabet, they to me, seem the same
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| Some people call me the dumb boy
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| But that don’t pay me no mind
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| Yeah, some people call me the dumb boy
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| But please don’t pay them no mind
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| 'Cause every number in the alphabet look the same
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| Maybe I don’t revel rest to know mine |