If my mother had not died And my father left this child at home Well, if my mother had not died And my father left this child at home Oh well, maybe I wouldn't be so miserable people I wouldn't be so all alone Oh well, I was born in a small town Well, I was raised down by the sea Oh well, I was born in a small town And I was raised down by the sea, oh yeah But no matter where I travel You know somebody trying to hurt for me Oh well, I've never been lying dead I sat six feet in the grave Yes, I would then to be lagging in this misery Whoa, hell and misery everyday