(Words & music by J. Byers) Some kids born with a silver spoon I guess that I was born a little too soon
Hard knocks, all I ever knew was hard knocks And I`m telling you, I said you`d better beware `Cause I`ve had my share
Some kids born as rich as a king But I was born without a doggone thing
Hard knocks, all I ever knew was hard knocks And I`m telling you, I said you`d better beware `Cause I`ve had my share
I walked a million miles I bet Tired and hungry and cold and wet I`ve heard that lonesome whistle blow From New York City down to Mexico Some kids born fancy free Nobody never gave nothing to me but
Hard knocks, all I ever knew was hard knocks And I`m telling you, I said you`d better beware `Cause I`ve had my share
I walked a million miles I bet Tired and hungry and cold and wet I`ve heard that lonesome whistle blow From New York City down to Mexico Some kids born fancy free Nobody never gave nothing to me but
Hard knocks, all I ever knew was hard knocks And I`m telling you, I said you`d better beware `Cause I`ve had my share I said you`d better beware `Cause I`ve had my share I said you`d better beware `Cause I`ve had my share of hard knocks
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