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A canvasD covered cabin in a crowdeGd labor camp, D
Stand out in this memory I reAvived.
Cause my Ddaddy raised a family there with Gtwo hard workin Dhands,
And tried to feed my Amama's hungry Deye's.
DHe dreamed of something better and my Gmama's faith was Dstrong,
And us kids were just to young to reaAlize.
That aDnother class of people put us Gsomewhere just beDlow,
One more reason for my Amama's hungry Deyes.
Mama Dnever had the Gluxuries she Dwanted,
But it wasn't cause my Gdaddy didn't Dtry.
She only wanted Gthings she really Dneeded,
One more reason for my Amama's hungry Deye's.
DI remember daddy prayin for a Gbetter way of Dlife,
But I don't recall a change of any Asize.
Just a Dlittle loss of courage as their Gage began to Dshow,
And more sadness in my Amama's hungry Deyes.
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