oh bottom of this wishin well well well mama didn t raise no fool and my daddy worked his fingers to the bone i live by that golden rule but it always seems to do me wrong i done walked barefooted through the fire and the rain i felt my share of this pleasure and pain i gotta lotta stories that i like to tell i just gotta find the bottom of this wishin well walkin barefoot through the fire and rain burnin my book cause i m tired of pain livin this life tryna spare the shame with the hurtin and blame i put on my name mommy didn t raise no dummy boy so i take what i can and i won t destroy all the love and the praise until the end of the days all the push and the shove walkin through this maze it made me who i am today i ain t changin that my daddy worked it to the bone i m just statin facts and all them traits all them stories that we like to tell they re starin at me from the bottom of this wishin well pulled a quarter out made a wish and i flipped it in that water see life is shorter now i made a list and i slipped it to my daughter said check em off as you venture on so your kids one day can tell everything that they learn everything to the yearn they can find here at this wishin well well well mama didn t raise no fool and my daddy worked his fingers to the bone i live by that golden rule but it always seems to do me wrong i done walked barefooted through the fire and the rain i felt my share with of pleasure and pain i gotta lotta stories that i like to tell i just gotta find the bottom of this wishin well  mama didn t raise no fool so a fool i ll never be had a moment of clarity livin all day of disparity one against parody for the family lot of weight that i m handlin told the doctor yeah man i m send a wish down the well prayin that it goes well cursed underneath a spell mine as well live underneath the shell all wind up livin underneath a jail walkin on the rail of right and wrong put my pain in a pen when i m writin songs see the incline that i m hikin on when you re fishin gotta keep your line tight and strong for the big fish that was a big wish like steppin in a pile full of pig shit dance in the rain and don t get hit that s the chances to answer no wish list mama didn t raise no fool and my daddy worked his fingers to the bone i live by that golden rule but it always seems to do me wrong i done walked barefooted through the fire and the rain i felt my share of this pleasure and pain i gotta lotta stories that i like to tell i just gotta find the bottom of this wishin well bottom of this wishin well