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When i was a little baby my mama said, but sing what must be sung, others say i m no good
Travel where you will and grow to be a man, when i was a little baby my mama said
Now that i m a grown man, i ve travelled here and there
but sing what must be sung
The only things that i understand, i spend it fast as i can
The only ones who care, the only things that i understand, i found that a jug of brandy and a song
The only ones who care, the only ones who care Kingston, i ve travelled here and there
But sing what must be sung, i ve travelled here and there
the only things that i understand
Sing what must be sung, but sing what must be sung
when i was a little baby my mama said
but sing what must be sung
When i was a little baby my mama said, i ve travelled here and there
I ve travelled here and there, and i don t give a damn about a greenback dollar
But i m just a nat ral born travellin man, and i don t give a damn about a greenback dollar, but sing what must be sung
I found that a jug of brandy and a song, but sing what must be sung, but sing what must be sung
some people say i m a no count
the only ones who care
Sing what must be sung, i ve travelled here and there, doin what i think should
doin what i think should
The only things that i understand, but sing what must be sung, when i was a little baby my mama said
but sing what must be sung
sing what must be sung
But sing what must be sung, but sing what must be sung
but sing what must be sung
Doin what i think should, sing what must be sung
when i was a little baby my mama said
Others say i m no good, but sing what must be sung, travel where you will and grow to be a man
I spend it fast as i can, i spend it fast as i can
Travel where you will and grow to be a man, travel where you will and grow to be a man
and i don t give a damn about a greenback dollar
Are the only ones who care, but sing what must be sung
I spend it fast as i can, when i was a little baby my mama said
for a wailing song and a good guitar
Are the only ones who care, but sing what must be sung The, travel where you will and grow to be a man
the only things that i understand
but i m just a nat ral born travellin man
For a wailing song and a good guitar, the only things that i understand Trio, sing what must be sung
i found that a jug of brandy and a song
sing what must be sung
When i was a little baby my mama said, travel where you will and grow to be a man