paroles de chanson Dear Mr. Baron - David Prince

Dear Mr. Baron
I′d like to thank you for the job you gave me
Working in the sun from nine to five
Loading trucks and sweeping floors And all those other lousy chores
While making just enough to stay alive
I hope that you don't think that I′m ungrateful
But I just think it's time to move along
So go ahead and put an ad out In the local paper
Cause fourteen days from now Well, I'll be gone

You got two more weeks then I′m hitting the road
I′m going places that I've never known
I′m not really sure what I will find
You got two more weeks then I'm trading this broom for a bike
And I′m bound for the highway
You won't see me again for a long long time

Dear Mr. Baron While we′re at it, can I ask you
Is it fun to crush the little guys like me
Cause even though you put me down Intimidated, pushed me round
I know there's so much more that I can be
But out of all the things that I hold on to There's one thing to which I do aspire
One day I′ll come rollin′ back here With my big fat checkbook
Buy this place and force you to retire

You got two more weeks then I'm hitting the road
I′m going places that I've never known
I′m not really sure what I will find
You got two more weeks then I'm trading this broom for a bike
And I′m bound for the highway
You won't see me again for a long long time

Dear Mr. Baron
Hope you'll disregard the note
The two weeks notice that I sent you way back when
And I would really like to say
That I′m the man I am today
Because of what you taught me way back then
And I know you were tough on me
But that′s the way you had to be
It made me strong
And now I know it's true
And I wish you were here today
So I could shake your hand and say
I thank you