Son of a Bitch
MARK EVERETT, JOHN ROSS LANG
Mother couldn't love me
But that didn't stop me
From liking her
She was my mom
And I was no son of a bitch
Daddy was a drunk
A most unpleasant man
Asleep on the floor
Just inside the front door
With a smile underneath his red nose
The wrong look his way
Well that could really wreck his day
And believe me when I say
It would wreck your day too
Grandma took me in
Though times were pretty thin
Said I was no son of a bitch
Down on my knees
Begging god please