Boot To Crown

I stepped inside the tent a pauper
With my hat in hand
Prospects are few and far between
For one who's made like me
So for a season
I chose to bury deep my pride
But what grew where it was planted
Was the seedling of a better life

However low his standing
You can't keep a good man down
I may have started in the sideshow
But now I own it, boot to crown

I once was far beneath your notice
But I will make a name you won't forget



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