A Man Without Country -

And mama said I was born with the blues.

And I ain’t seen daddy 'round since I was two.

See he went and hit the bottle;

So my mama hit the road.

Left a good home vacant and a man on the ground cold.

But there’s a part of me that I’m wishing wasn’t you.

And if the devil makes

three than you better make room.

Is hell big enough to hold my demons or not?

I’m just bitter, left cursin' I didn’t get what I got

No I can’t see, no I am not, no I can’t feel, no I can’t.

Used to believe that closure would come, ease my worries nurse my doubt.

And when you walked out that door you took the things I can’t live without.

No

She don’t love, no she don’t love you

Daddy don’t cry don’t cry no more

I’ve got no home, no home, no home

You ain’t no man, yeah you ain’t no man, no father of mine, yeah you ain’t no

man

No man, yea no man, no father of mine, yea you ain’t no man

No father, no man, you ain’t no father, you ain’t no man

No