They’ve waited all week to have a sweet moment alone
Work often leaves them worn & weary to the bone
They’re dancing in the hallway where the dim lights barely glow
Dancing to the music, of each others heart & soul
There’s none else that either one would rather have to hold
The joy they have in each other is some of the greatest they’ve known
By:J.N.R Dutton
Jay worked the cotton fields
since he was ten years old,
til he was fifteen & the farm got sold
never came close to making
his weight in gold,
but he was raised in
a happy & loving home
So in that sense he was richer than many
Even if there were days he was pinching pennies
By:J.N.R Dutton
Let us walk, let us run,
work & play beneath the shining sun
Let us Love, let us pray,
and be thankful for another blessed day
By:J.N.R Dutton
Jerry was a dreamer & a schemer of a man
Always coming up w/all sorts of plans
Some of his plans, they weren’t worth spit
but the thinking bulb in his mind was always lit
he’d do anything he could to get food
& make rent
from selling costume jewelry
down at the local flea market
to working rides and booths
on the carnival circuit
People were always surprised
how creative he could get
By:J.N.R Dutton
So you’re awake early in the morning,
after a night of losing sleep,
Looking for motivation just to get up on your feet
Traffic is already crazy, you can hear it in the street
Your boss man calls & says don’t stall,
you’re needed here ASAP
By:J.N.R Dutton
Thirty thousand feet above the ground
Staring out a window, looking down
Flying over the Astrodome,
he can’t wait to get back home,
It seems his family always ends up waiting there,
cause he’s got another deal to make elsewhere,
He told them, “This time I’m coming home to stay, I swear”
He has flashbacks of his daughter, at four years old,
w/pink ribbons in her hair
now she’s graduating college & he wants to be there
He knows her growing up without him hasn’t been fair
By:J.N.R Dutton
Denny drives an old black Peterbilt,
man, he loves that ride
His latest adventure has him
working for an Indie line
He’s been a trucker for most of his life,
it’s such a great source of fulfillment & pride
He says he’ll likely do it til the day he dies
By:J.N.R Dutton
Doing all he can to work and earn
Every day both ends of the candle burn
He works a sixty hour week
Comes home too weary to even speak
By:J.N.R Dutton
A lot of people want everything easy & free
but something that I’ve worked hard for
is so much sweeter to me
I might get frustrated along the way
but everything is still worthwhile
at the end of the day
By:J.N.R Dutton
If you can’t work, I get it, I sympathize with you
but if you’re just lazy then that’s another issue
If you really need a hand up, brother, that’s alright
but if you’re playing the system you’re begging for a fight
If you’re drinking booze & shooting needles in your veins
While you live off public assistance, that’s not okay
By: J.N.R Dutton
