How can a man feel anything When all he ever got was sympathy? Take both your hands and put them round my neck You're a fool for wanting everything It couldn't be much fun being a millionaire to one Cause a million's just a million of one thing Cutting to the chase, I suppose there'll be a day When all your tired hands will be put to shame I've got a restless old woman standing by my side She cannot wait for the finer things in life She waited all this time so I suppose she has the right But I drank away all the things I could provide All of that aside I never meant to make her cry But crying is just the baby inside The ones that mess around that tend to fuss and bring us down Tugging at your lips to make you frown So my grandson will be living with a chip on his shoulder And God don't listen to his prayers anymore I hope he understands when he's a little bit older That I always wished the best for him Sing a lullaby in the morning when I rise Sing it 'til I'm far away from here If this can be my chance to feel it once in my life Then sing it brother, cause I don't even careTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
