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Looking back on the days when I was scuffling for a buck |
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Not overly concerned with life and love |
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I was always feeling sorry for myself and my bad luck |
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I never stopped to think what life's made of |
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With my nose to the grindstone and my shoulder to the wheel |
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I fought for my daily dollar like a man |
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Then you came into my life and nothing else seemed real |
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I found the answer right here in my hands |
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Now I've got everything a man could ever need |
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I've got dreams to dream and songs to sing in the morning |
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I've got hands to hold my baby child and eyes to watch my woman smile |
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I've got everything a man could ever need |
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Now my working days seem shorter than it ever did before |
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And the evening breeze gets cooler day by day |
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And the morning sun is always shining down on my back door |
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And your laughter washes all my cares away |
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And there's not a day goes by that I don't look up to the sky |
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And humbly thank the good Lord up above |
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For bringing you to me in time to make me realize |
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That all a poor man really needs is love |
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Now I've got everything a man could ever need |
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I've got dreams to dream and songs to sing in the morning |
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I've got hands to hold my baby child and eyes to watch my woman smile |
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I've got everything a man could ever need |
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I've got everything a man could ever need |
