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(Words & music by J. Byers)Some kids born with a silver spoonI guess that I was born a little too soonHard knocks, all I ever knew was hard knocksAnd I'm telling you, I said you'd better beware'Cause I've had my shareSome kids born as rich as a kingBut I was born without a doggone thingHard knocks, all I ever knew was hard knocksAnd I'm telling you, I said you'd better beware'Cause I've had my shareI walked a million miles I betTired and hungry and cold and wetI've heard that lonesome whistle blowFrom New York City down to MexicoSome kids born fancy freeNobody never gave nothing to me butHard knocks, all I ever knew was hard knocksAnd I'm telling you, I said you'd better beware'Cause I've had my shareI walked a million miles I betTired and hungry and cold and wetI've heard that lonesome whistle blowFrom New York City down to MexicoSome kids born fancy freeNobody never gave nothing to me butHard knocks, all I ever knew was hard knocksAnd I'm telling you, I said you'd better beware'Cause I've had my shareI said you'd better beware'Cause I've had my shareI said you'd better beware'Cause I've had my share of hard knocks
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