Greg, here is a song someone requested awhile back.It was written by Hoyt Axton. I'm not sure who performed it, it may have been the Kingston Trio. . When I was a little babe, my mama said hey son, Travel where you will, and grow to be a man, And sing what must be sung, poor boy, Sing what must be sung. chorus Now that I'm a grown man, I've travelled here and there, I've learned that a bottle of brandy and a song, The only ones who ever cared, poor boy, The only ones who ever cared (allcountrytabs.com)