Oh dear mother why did you give me a birth
I didn't ask to be born
Oh dear father can't you see what you've done
I'm not the one you wanted me to [bad word] 

coward I am and a good-for-nothing
Still I can walk over you
When my head is down and I'm in distress
Moonshine is my gentle mistress

[bad word] I am and a yokel, too
Still I can walk over you
My hand is poor and I have to bluff
But cheating to win is not even enough

Walking alone, testing the water
Hiding skeletons in my closet

coward, a [bad word]  a withdrawn, a stranger

What the [bad word] 
I feel no shame
What the [bad word] 
I feel no shame

So dear mother why did you give me a birth
I didn't ask to be born
So dear father can't you see what you've done
I'm not the one you wanted me to [bad word] 

Walking alone, testing the water
Hiding skeletons in my closet

coward, a [bad word]  a withdrawn, a stranger