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When I rolled out of town on the unpaved road
I was fifty-seven dollars from being broke
Kissed my mama and my sisters and I said goodbye
And with my suitcase packed I wiped the tears from my eyes

Times they were tough growing up at home
My daddy lost the farm when I was two years old
Took a job at the prison working second shift

Well I've been traveling so long
And I can't go back
Cause I'm too far in, I got my tickets and my bags are packed

And I miss my child, and I miss my friends
but even they quit calling me on the phone asking me how I've been

Maybe I'm to blame for the shape that I'm in

Honey I work so hard for my money
And I leave my babies at home
Breaking my back, trying to bring home a check
And working my fingers to the bone
But at the end of the day, it feels like a game
One I was born to lose
In this institution, a dead revolution is giving young women abuse

Way back in the good old days
Things weren't really all that good
We grew up with the TV on
We learned how from Hollywood
We learned how from Hollywood
Riding with my headphones on
In the back of my mama's car
Winding down that dirty road