“[...] First thing I remember was asking papa, why/
for there were many things I didn't know/
and daddy always smiled and took me by the hand/ saying, someday you'll understand/
well, I'm here to tell you now, each and every mother's son/
that you better learn it fast, you better learn it young/ ‘cause someday never comes./
Well, time and tears went by and I collected dust/
for there were many things I didn't know/
when daddy went away, he said, try to be a man/
and someday you'll understand/
well, I'm here to tell you now, each and every mother's son/ that you better learn it fast, you better learn it young/ ‘cause someday never comes [...]”
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