Letra de The Story Of My Life

If my mother hadn't died, lord my father left his child at home
If my mother hadn't died, cause my father left his child at home
Well my life wouldn’t be so miserable baby, I wouldn’t feel so all alone

I was born in Alabama
Yeah, well I was raised up in Tennessee
I was born in Alabama
Yeah, well I was raised up in Tennessee
While I lived through all this sorrow someone's always tried to hurt poor me

Well, I’d rather be lyin' dead, sleepin' way down in my grave
Well, I’d rather be dead, sleepin' way down in my grave
Than to live all this sorrow. Yeahah! And misery everyday