Yeah, I’ve done some stuff
Tell me you ain’t done stuff too
Ain’t too proud of everything
Walking in these shoes
I hurt some folks
And some hurt me
I wasn’t always right
Just trying to live free
I worked hard, played hard
Hung in bars at night
Chased booze, chased skirts
Seen my share of fights
I like to think I’ve done mostly good
Ain’t Christian, but got a code
Try to make the world a better place
It’s how my mother showed
And now you say in saintly talk
I ain’t as good as thee
Keep moving pal, I have no time
And will not bend the knee
I ain’t saying I lived the best
Plenty I could have done better
But don’t sit up there on Mt Pious heights
And shake your head in despair
You’ve got your fights and I’ve got mine
You’ve got your reasons, I’ve got my rhyme
You tell me about the end of times
I’m just living day to day
Yeah, time is ticking
I can hear the clock
Countdown to extinction
The bird is out of chocks
Don’t worry about me in the afterlife
I reckon I’ll do as well as most
But that won’t stop holier-than-thou types
With their humble bragging boasts
If you tell me I’m not heaven bound
You ain’t gonna ruin my day
I’ve got a Buddhist wife leading a good life
I’d rather be with her anyway
Like James McMurtry sang:
“When I’m all alone it’s all right
It isn’t going to wound my pride
If anyone can claim they’re all right
So can I”
Yep, so can I
Cheers
Waipahu Bob 