Tell em anything you want to, Just don't tell em all the truth, Yeah don't tell em all the truth, Just don't tell em I've gone crazy, That I'm still strung out over you, Tell em all I'm on vacation, Say I went to visit friends, That you ain't heard or

Momma I'm depending on you, to tell me the truth Papa was a rolling stone, Where ever he laid his hat was his home And when he died, all he left us was alone It was the third of September That day I'll always remember, yes I will 'Cause that was the day,

I'll tell 'em the truth, I'll tell 'em the truth, I'll tell 'em the truth So, ever since October Living out my dreams, they got a lot closer Had to do it for my daughter before she got older Had to wake the sleepers up, bitch I got Folgers I'm the

My truth will be my own You say it doesn't matter, get used to fear I tell you, that's the problem What it's done to you, the way you live your life This is where you pick yourself up, brush off the ashes Clear the smoke and soot from your eyes Their