Don’t Cry For Me Pt.1

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I remember back when I was young and happy
Always smiling without a care or worry
Running around with a toy and cowboy hat
Who would’ve thought I’d grow up to be the opposite of that
Nowadays it’s just a room full of smoke and Steel Reserves
My mom asking all those questions, getting on my nerves
Laying on the bed daydreaming about a better life
Maybe a house in League City and a fine ass wife
Eating steaks or all of Aunt Sandra’s Cajun Food
H-Town till the day I die, I’d go back in a heartbeat if I could

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