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Hey, hey mama life is a lonely time For a man who drinks his whiskey by the jar. Now I do believe the life I lead won't get me very far. I was once told the streeets were paved in gold, Now I know them for what they are. Hey, hey mama life has a sweeter sound For a man who lives his life for his dreams Yet he must be aware there are those who care And of those who would bring him down. Separate trust from your cup of thrust, The truth can still be found. For the crossroads of your life Will lead you almost anywhere, You'll see tomorrow Your castles in the air, They were never really there. Take the pride from a man you're left with a meaning, Take the wings from a bird how can it fly? Give him hope, give him trust, And a little understanding. Give him back his pride, You'll be satisfied. Hey, hey mama life is a lonely time For a man who drinks his whiskey by the jar. Now I do believe the life I lead it won't get me very far. I was once told the streeets they were paved in gold, Now I know them for what they are. From Letras Mania