My Ballad

when i was little boy i was a bad bad boy i grew up with out a clue of what to do. for i was lost and i wonder why i was acting this because i was a bad bad boy so where were my parents to help me along i don't maybe my father was in the streets being a bad bad boy my mother sick as ever could barely get out of the bed somedays so it was just me all alone in the cold cold world being abad bad boy