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Tired
written by Frank Sellman
Well I'm tired - I've been worked to the bone
and I never thought - that I'd get back home
I miss my family - Lord I know they cherish me
working overtime – just trying not to lose my mind
I don't know how much more of this I can take
One, two, three, four years at the most anyway
Come on baby take a ride with me
into the country where we can be free
for a while, if only just for a little while
Night and day - day and night
pressure keeps piling up - there's no end in sight
Anxiety – in all its’ ferocity
Well it’s engulfing you and its burning me
I don't know how much more of this I can take
One, two, three, four years at the most anyway
Come on baby take a ride with me
into the country where we can be free
for a while, if only just for a little while
and it occurs to me - this ain’t how it has to be
I got my song to sing – got to let it ring
no one can ride my back – if I’m standing tall
got my rock and roll – it’s gonna save my soul
I don't know how much more of this I can take
One, two, three, four years at the most anyway
Come on baby take a ride with me
into the country where we can be free
for a while, if only just for a little while