| Well, I’m a motherless child
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| Lord, an I ain’t got no friend at all
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| I’m a motherless child
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| Well, an I ain’t got no friend at all
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| I smile through my tears
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| Some people think I’m havin' a ball
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| But when I had money
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| I had friends for miles around
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| Now, when I had money
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| Lord, I had friends for miles around
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| But since I spent all my money
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| Lord, my friends all put me down
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| (harmonica & piano)
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| But that’s alright
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| I’ll take life with a smile
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| That’s alright
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| People, I’ll take life with a smile
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| For now I’ve gotten kind-a used to
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| Well, a-bein' just a motherless child |