Текст песни Well I Don't Know - Brother Jim

Days get old
And you get tired
When the nights get cold
And you're all alone

The bills get higher
And the moon dims its glow
Then the checks get lighter
Money goes out fast, comes in slow

The nights get darker
Lonely nights grow harder
But the moon gets brighter
Won't give up, be a fighter

Oh oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oo

Oh, when the stash gets low
No money for the room, can't afford
Got no place to go
Lost, got no reward

This world won't get no easier
The wind keeps getting breezier
Don't let it sting
Feeling the pain?
Cry it out and sing
It won't get easier, what did you think

Days get old
And you get tired
When the nights get cold
And you're all alone

The bills get higher
And the moon dims its glow
Then the checks get lighter
Money goes out fast, comes in slow
Money goes out fast, comes in slow