I was only four when my father left home.   Little baby sister, my ma and me.   They were only children when they got married.   How they gonna raise a family?      Daddy got a job in a canned good factory   Working like a fool day after day.   Coming home to TV thrills and doctor bills   Till he had to take a cut in pay. He said,      I've had enough. I've had enough.   I've had enough. I've had enough.      I was always trouble when I was in school.   Someone always making me tow the line.   Finally went and told the bastard where to go.   He can get theirs, but he can't touch mine.      I was in the army when I was sixteen.   All the rain I thought it would never stop   Brought away an armload of souvenirs and   Now you know I still can't find a job. I said,      I've had enough. I've had enough.   I've had enough. I've had enough.      Help me. Help me. Help me. Help me. I don't want to hurt.   I have always done my best. But nothing seems to work. Nothing seems to work.      I was never asking for charity,   Only that I get what I have earned   And that I be treated with respect   And God knows why but you've still not learned.      I am not a liar or insincere.   I have always treated you people fair.   There were times I turned my whole self inside out but damn it   You never seemed to care. Now,      I've had enough. I've had enough.   I've had enough. I've had enough.