The day I was born
I milked a cow
My mother sat in a corner wondering how
I haven't yet grown into my forehead
You may think me smart but
myself,
I'm not so sure yet
The day I was born
The sun was out
You may meet me
You might listen and think
To that, there's no doubt
Before this all
Maybe I was a farmer
Years go by
I am different now
Still a good man's daughter
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