paroles de chanson Our Song - Stray

I guess I'll have to leave this home of mine, girl
I'll just have to find myself a job
The children haven't eaten for a week now
I just don't know what's going on
Another day, another conversation
Things can't go on the way they are
Think I'll have to join a congregation
Pray that things don't go mad, too far
Life gets harder every day
Poor man's got to find a way
Working hard, trying to get as much money as I can
Travel far, waiting for the work to come in
I like to work each day
But if I tire, you know, I might end up in a graveyard
Life gets harder every day
Poor man's got to find a way
I wish I had the time to work together
Haven't seen a cent for many days
I'd like to buy a ticket from the station
But I haven't got the money yet to pay
Life gets harder every day
Poor man's got to find a way
Life gets harder every day
Poor man's got to find a way