Classic Poem

I don't know my real name
I don't know when I was born
I don't know my real name
I don't know when I was born
The trouble I been having
seem like I was raised in a orphan home

My mother died and left me
when I was only two years old
My mother died and left me
when I was only two years old
And the trouble I been having
the Good Lord only knows

I been treated like an orphan
and been workëd like a slave
I been treated just like an orphan
and I been workëd like a slave
And if I never get my revenge
even this will carry me to my grave
(Play it one time)

Now I been having trouble
ever since I been grown
Now I been having trouble
ever since I been grown
I'm too old for the orphan and
too young for the old folks home
(Play it boy, play it, play it)