Oh when that day comes
July 21, 2009
It’s been a long hot summer, this pressure that I’m under/
Can’t make nothin’ happen, so my mind begins to wonder/
wonder, why I can’t luck up, or even get a shot/
wonder why I’m getting nothin fo givin everything I’ve got/
Times is hard, just an excuse from my lips/
Gotta stay on my grind to fill that money clip/
But my sinking ship, can’t keep out water/
With each passing day, not drowning’s gets harder/
To quit is not an option, so I struggle and I struggle/
If I have just one good day, I’m sure to bust that bubble/
I wrestle with the thought of what’s keeping me down/
Is it me? Is it you? Or could it be this town?/
To escape and run away, new air and new land/
Maybe then, I can live off the labor of my hands/
Who knows? Who cares? I’m just another jobless bum/
But I’ll be on my feet again, oh when that day comes/
Oh when that day comes/
I will walk, I will run, I will sing/
Oh when that day comes/
I’m poper, I’m a prince, I’m a king/
Oh when that day comes/
You know I’ll give it my all/
Oh when that day comes/
I’ll brush of the dirt and start walkin tall/
