Into this world, I came Filled with fear, crying all the time I guess my birth left a great scar On my heart and mind Now I hand-pick cotton And struggle to sing "I am happy and I do what I like" But my voice breaks And I start to hate My singing and simply everyone Mama told me Be good, work hard and love Mr. God Every Sunday I lie, trying to realize why ♪ Ain't nothing more to say Your Honor Don't look at me like that The truth is I am a free man But I can't enjoy my life ♪ I came to a standstill With lies and hopes inside my head Always seemed too late to turn And too soon to understand No, I don't have a stomach ache It's just my face ♪ I got stuck, I ran aground I got used to spewing bile I wonder whether all those years Hadn't been a waste of time So how am I doing? Oh, I can complain Smoke too many cigarettes But I don't care ♪ Into this world, I came Filled with fear, crying all the time