This Man works hard
Everyday in his life
Comes home to nothin
But a displeased wife

Turns about face
Walks out the door
Walks with a
Bottle of whisky by the shore

The waves are crashing in
A few feet away,
The tide pulls back
And replays

His whole life
Has gone downhill
Doctors results are in
Gotta write a will

Sign everything away
To a total stranger
Cause no one in his life
Can take the danger

For the first time
In a few long years
He, drops his head
And sheds his tears

All the peace
Has gone away
Along with every ounce of trust
Lost day by day

He can't take
This life no more
Practically sold his soul
To his store

In the distance
The church bells ring,
Why won't god
Give this man his wings?