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Up Park Camp - John Holt
Written By:John Holt
When I used to go to school
You know they taught me the golden rule
They say son you better know yourself
Because in times to come it's going to be dread
An' now me gone a up park camp
Me never want go a up park camp
An' now me gone a up park camp
Me never want go a up park camp
Why didn't I take their advice
If I did I would be living in style
God know I wasn't born to go wild
An' now me gone a up park camp
Me never want go a up park camp
An' now me gone a up park camp
Me never want go a up park camp
Oh mother I wish you were around
To see your son how he's bouncing around
Yous like too lead than we feels
Oh mother I wish you were around
Wish you were around mother mother
Wish you were around
When I used to go to school
You know they taught me the golden rule
They says on you better know yourself
Because in times to come it's going to be dread
An' now me gone a up park camp
Me never want go a up park camp
An' now me gone a up park camp
Me never want go a up park camp
Why didn't I take their advice
If I did I would be living in style
God know I wasn't born to go wild
An' now me gone a up park camp
Me never want go a up park camp
An' now me gone a up park camp
Me never want go a up park camp
No no no oh oh