Played in the key of (C)
Caught a bed out here in cold, trying to make it on my own
Just in the nick of time, though I qualified since I was nine,
Was warm and settled in for the night though I hadn’t eaten a bite
Place in time to find , I had so much on my mind
I don’t K… anymore, It’s my life, and it’s going my way
After all that is said, and done, I’m the only one that is left hanging around
Still I wonder what’s going on, why I find myself lying on the ground
Was it something that I said? I couldn’t get it through my head
You know I lost my bed out here in cold carrying all this over load,
Didn’t have a chance to find, any other peace of mind,
Why? am I lying here on broken ground, ground, ground, ground.
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