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I got a letter from my home,All of my schoolmates, they're dead an'goneIt'll make you worry,It'll make you wonder 'bout days to comeMy mother used to talk to me,I was young and foolish, Brownie could not seeNow, I have no mother, my sistersAnd my brothers, they don't care for meMama used to fall on her knees an' pray,These are the words, mother,she used to sayShe would say: "Brownie, wha-oh,My son, please change your way"Now, I'm goin' to change my way,I'm growin' older each and every dayWhen I was young and foolish,I was so easy, easy to let I was a gambler and a cheater, too, now,It's come my turn to loseThis ole sportin' life,Got the best hand, what can I do?There ain't but one thing Brownie done wrong,I liv'd that ole sportin' life too longFriends, it's no good, please believe me,Please leave it alone Aus Songtexte Mania