I’ve seen lots of things
Since I was a child
I’ve got caught up in this old life
It’s a wonder I’m not doin’ time.
{Chorus}
Walked the walk
Done my best
Now I’m tired it’s time to rest
I’m not sayin’
That I am old
I’m just too tired to walk down that road.
In this life
There’s lots of paths
The ones we choose
They tend to last
Make mistakes when we are young
But being young means havin’ fun.
Morning comes
And another day
What will I do?
What will I say?
I’m at the point that I don’t care
It doesn’t matter if life is fair.
by theresa Arnold
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