| Wish everyone had folks just like I got
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| Tears me up to see some kids not do so hot
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| Yeah, all about Mom and Dad
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| Times were hard and money tight we never knew
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| Mom and Dad worked away like workin' fools
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| Yeah let’s hear it Mom and Dad — alright here we go
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| Got really lucky my folks treated me right
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| Taught me what love is and not to fight
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| Good work, Mom and Dad
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| Mom said you can’t wait around for deadman’s shoes
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| Wanna make a way? |
| Lord it’s up to you
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| You tell 'em, Mom and Dad
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| Show me how to play and sing, pick and tune
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| Show me all the records of the natural blues
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| Yeah good taste, Mom and Dad
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| Know sometimes they’d get mad lord and yell and cuss
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| I know they always wanted to do the best for us
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| Yeah good work man, Mom and Dad
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| They loved me and my brothers and taught me how to be a man
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| Everything you do lord, do the best you can
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| Yeah let’s hear it again, for Mom and Dad
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| Wish everybody had folks just like I got
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| Tears me up sometimes to see folks do so hot
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| Oh lord, for their Mom and Dad |