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Text: Creedence Clearwater Revival. Porterville.

It's been an awful long time since I been home,
But you won't catch me going back down there alone.
Things they said when I was young
Are quite enough to get me hung.
I don't care! I don't care!

They came and took my Dad away to serve some time,
But it was me that paid the debt he left behind.
Folks said I was full of sin, because I was the next of kin.
I don't care! I don't care!

Oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo!
I don't care! I don't care!

Folks were out one night to put me up a fence,
And you can guess that I've been running ever since.
Aingt no one that's 'bout to help,
And I'll keep on, I tell myself.
I don't care! I don't care!

I don't care! I don't care!
I don't care! I don't care!

Aingt no one that's 'bout to help,
And I'll keep on, I tell myself.
I don't care! I don't care!
I don't care! I don't care!
I don't care! I don't care!
I don't care! I don't care!
I don't care! I don't care!