If ya’ ever get down an’ depress’d,
Nothin’s workin’ an’ ya’ think th’ world’s against ya’
Ya’ think ya’ don’t have a friend,
That nobody cares, an’ nobody loves ya’,
I tell ya’ now that ya'll be wrong.
Ya’ll be so wrong.
B’cause, I do,
No matt'r where ya’ are,
Or where I am.
No matt’r who ya’re with,
Or who I’m with.
No matt'r what our situations
Always have, always will.
An’ darlin’ that’s f’ life.












          4/20/02  © 2/20/2013