Mother to Son Well,son,i well tell you: Life for me ain,t been no crystal stair. It,s had tacks in it, And splinters, And boards torn up, And places with no carpet on the floor. Bare. But all the time i has been climbin on , And reachin landin,s, And turnin'corners, And sometimes goin' in the dark where there ain't been no light. So boy,do not you turn back. Do not you set down on the steps cause you finds its kinder hard. Do not you fall now for i se still goin,honey,i has still climbin:

And life for me ain't been no crystal stair.