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Lyrics
If You Aint Walked In My Shoes
Old maid teacher of my son
Told me, your child needs you, Hon
You should quit your fancy job and stay at home.
She dont know my mans disabled,
And to have food on our table,
I gotta work, got no choice, cant stay at home.
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If you aint walked in my shoes,
Dont tell me what to do,
If you aint been in my place,
I dont need no advice from you.
Dont condemn and blame me for what I have to do.
Just remember friend, there, but for the grace of God go you.
Young preacher, only child,
Never married, never wild,
Talked for hours telling us how to raise our little man
Six years later, hes a father,
Now his long sermons too much bother-
Now he just says, do the best you can.
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Old woman, all alone,
Calls a cardboard box her home,
And some people think that shes just in the way
They dont notice when she cries,
They dont care how hard she tries,
Do you think shed like to look at then and say:
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