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I left my home as a young man
Still a boy, truth be told
Took my guitar, my troubled heart
And hit the road
I made my way 'cross an ocean
In search of somewhere to belong
Just a young buck
And travelin' on
I made my home in a North Country far
At a time when very few people there looked like me
I made good friends who were kind to a stranger
And his family
Some say I was born with a silver spoon in my mouth
People, you know I've paid some dues
Born to play the guitar all around the world
Born to sing these blues
I settled down, got a straight job
Played my music on the side
Put food on the table, paid the rent
But I was not satisfied
Pawned my guitar so many times
So many times, it's a shame
But I kept on playin', singin' my songs
'Til the people knew my name
Knew my name
Born with a silver spoon in my mouth
People, I've paid some dues
Born to play the guitar all around the world
Born to sing these blues
Born to sing these blues



Autor(en): Eric Charles Bibb



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