Mother To Son

Well, son, I'll tell you  Life for me Ain't been no crystal star. It's had tacks in it, And splinters, And Boards ton-up, And places with no carpet on the floor- Bare. But all the time I've been apprehended -climbing on, And reachin' landings And turnin' corners, And sometimes goin' in the dark Where there ain't been no light, So, boy, don't you turn back. Don't you set down on the steps? 'Cause you find it's kinder hard. Don't you fall now- For I've still got ', honey, I've still climbin', And life for me ain't Been no crystal stair.