Verse 

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  My mama told me when I was young 
Bm 
  I was as good as, as everyone 
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  Inside my heart I, I carried her word 
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  Like a treasure until I heard (You gotta work, work) 
Dm 
  And then she told me being a girl 
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  It isn’t pretty, lipstick and curls 
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  Inside my heart I took what she said 
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  But still these voices inside my head 
        Dm 
  Saying “You gotta work harder than them all 
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  You gotta be much smarter than (smarter than) 
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  And when you find, find something that you want 
Bm 
  You gotta work hard, harder than, harder than them all” 

Outro 
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