Mother couldn't love me
But that didn't stop me
From liking her
She was my mom
And I was no son of a bitch

Daddy was a drunk
A most unpleasant man
Asleep on the floor
Just inside the front door
With a smile underneath his red nose

The wrong look his way
Well that could really wreck his day
And believe me when I say
It would wreck your day too

Grandma took me in
Though times were pretty thin
Said I was no son of a bitch

Down on my knees
Begging god please

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Writer(s): JOHN ROSS LANG, MARK EVERETT