All
my life I've been a poor boy's son just scratching for my meat.
I have been kicked in the teeth till the blood runs hot and sweet.
Seen a lot of living my friends and this I will repeat.
Just because you knock a man down don't mean that you got him beat.
And then they killed me man before they locked his ass in jail.
They held me up across my face with a flower sack full of nails.
And they split my head in two in steel tall boots.
Well girl I looked at my dead man and
shoved him down a long dress shoe.
Oh it's a shame, shame,
it's a crying shame.
Oh it's a shame,
shame,
it's a crying shame.
So sweet,
sweet little Mary Ann with her makeup all a mess.
She picks herself up off the floor,
coughs and straightens up her dress.
She's saying please,
please daddy can I have just a little bit more.
Sorry baby but somehow this town don't feel like home anymore.
Somehow this town don't feel like home anymore.
It's a shame, shame, it's a crying shame.
It's a shame,
shame,
it's a crying shame.
All my life I've been a poor boy's son just
scratching for my meat.
I have been kicked in the teeth till the blood runs hot and sweet.
Seen a lot of living my friends and this I will repeat.
Just because you knock a man down don't mean that you got him beat.
It's a shame,
shame, it's a crying shame.
Oh it's a shame,
shame, it's a crying shame.