When I was a young boy, pride of my family And my mama used to hang me out to dry You know the boy couldn't have it Sometimes he just had to find A hiding
If you should find me gone tomorrow Baby, don't be too surprised I've given all that I can give, girl I'm tired being a compromise Well, I tried to make
There's three sides to every story Yours, mine and the whole darn truth Three sides to every story Yours, mine, the whole darn truth All these lies,
