MOTHER TO SON

well,soon, I'll tell you: life for me ain't been no crystal stair it had tacks in it And splinters And boards torn up Wnd bare places with no carpet on the floor Bare but all the time I'se been a climbing' on And reaching landings' And turning corners And sometimes going in the dark where there aint been no light So boy,dont you turn back Dont you set down on the steps 'cause you finds its kinder hard Dont you fall now For l'se still going',honey, I'se still climbing', And life aint been no crystal stair.