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Well, son, I’ll tell you:Well, son, I’ll tell you
Well, son, I’ll tell you: Life for me ain’t been no crystal stair. It’s had tacks in it, And splinters, And boards torn up, And places with no carpet on the floor — Bare. But all the time I’se been a-climbin’ on, And reachin’ landin’s, And turnin’ corners, And sometimes goin’ in the dark Where there ain’t been no light. So, boy, don’t you turn back. Don’t you set down on the steps. ’Cause you finds it’s kinder hard. Don’t you fall now — For I’se still goin’, honey, I’se still climbin’, And life for me ain’t been no crystal stair.
Well, son, I’ll tell you: Life for me has not been easy. It’s had sharp objects in it, And rough edges, And broken boards, And places without any carpet — Bare. But all the time I've been climbing up, And reaching landings, And turning corners, And sometimes going in the dark Where there has been no light. So, boy, don’t you turn back. Don’t you sit down on the steps. Because you find it’s quite hard. Don’t you fall now — For I’m still going, dear, I’m still climbing, And life for me has not been easy.