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Verse 1: 
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Things I learned in a hobo jungle 
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Were things they never taught me in a classroom, 
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Like where to find a handout 
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While thumbin' through Chicago in the afternoon. 

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Hey, I'm not braggin' or complainin', 
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I'm just talkin' to myself man to man. 

This ol' mental fat I'm chewin' didn't take a lot of doin', 
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But I Take A Lot Of Pride In What I Am. 

Verse 2: 

I guess I grew up a loner, I don't remember ever havin' any folks around. 
But I keep thumbin' through the phone books 
And lookin' for my daddy's name in ev'ry town. 
And I meet lots of friendly people that I always end up leavin' on the lam. 
Hey, where I've been or where I'm goin' didn't take a lot of knowin', 
But I Take A Lot Of Pride In What I Am. 

Verse 3: 

I never travel in a hurry, 'cause I got nobody waitin' for me anywhere. 
Home is anywhere I'm livin', 
If it's sleepin' on some vacant bench in City Square, 
Or if I'm workin' on some road gang 
Or just livin' off the fat of our great land. 
I never been nobody's idol, but at least I got a title, 
And I Take A Lot Of Pride In What I Am.