When Life Ain't Zip-a-de-do-da

Life is Best Lived When One Is In The Key of "D"

Bad to be lonely when you lost no one
Even worse to be guilty of things you ain' done
A worn out drunk that don' even drink
A burned out genius that just can' think

Well educated in things that ain' true
A red stripped tie and oxford shoes
Keep your self back, don' come too close
Like the sand in the desert from the sand on the coast

Well the good life's become having comfortable shoes
Eating supper on the sofa and watching the news
Tomorrow might not be as bad as today
That's what fools think but it ain' never that way

Need a microphone 'bout five foot tall
And a podium as thick as a castle wall
Well a good round pen will do in a pinch
Words hit so hard they could make a stone flinch

Truth don' shave, it don' hardly take a shower
Lies wear perfumes that smell like power
Pack up a few horses, a guitar and move
But Lawd, you hate travlin' that just won't do

Peculiar, or strange, or just eccentricity?
Hostile, cold, and mean or insecurity?
If the sun don' shine through the clouds so good
It takes a fool to think the moon would

But some things will keep you smiling when you got a dead life
A first rate pony and a damn good wife
Little bitty fingers on an old banjo
When we sing "Will You Miss Me" how do my part go?

Girl go get your banjo and we'll try it once more
Do it with Grandaddy, One-Two-Three-Four
When I raise my eyes you sing real loud
Close to the mike, Make Grandaddy proud.

Life ain' worth the trouble I have no doubt
But life sure is worth singin' about
Get the auto harp, press down on "D"
Come make life worth living for Granddaddy

Ain' never seen a banjo molest a child
Ain' never seen a guitar start a deadly fire
So I'm on keep on living until I die
Cause I never heard a mandolin tell no lie