Lord I'm so tired of being so tired,
Sure wish I knew how not to get wired.
The sun comes up ,the sun goes down,
this old world keeps spinning.
One of these days whenever I hit the ground,
I'll just be laying there with this old frown.
I'm thinking I need to step off this ride,
and lay all my troubles to the side.
But it's ok this won't last long,
I'm about to get up and just go home.
When nobody ever gets to see me again,
They can all just say that they knew me when.
So you take care and don't you cry
You'll get to see me again when you reach the other side.......
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