Well I Think it’s Fair to Say
It’s hard to wake up and Live Another Day
To Give of Myself,
My Health, my Wealth
As small as it is
I got Little Kids Depending on ME to give Them Help.
Supporting Myself and a Few others
I can Remember when I was simply
A little brother, Up under my Mother.
Man ain’t it Something?
Time passes so Fast
It’s like, Hitting the Gas, or 100-Yard Dash
However you get down.
Clowning around with Folks,
Then, that’s all she wrote.
I hope they rest in peace.
Maybe it’s me, who knows whose the next person to be,
R.I.P.
We don’t think about that though,
We just keep going.