Play it again, uncle sam
The hardest part of life today.
Is pulling your own weight.
They start U.S. off in life it seams.
Standing at the starting gate.
Get your mark.
Get your mark.
As you're waiting fore the starting.
Move on up.
Move on up.
As you hit the straight a weigh.
Pull in tight.
Pull in tight.
As you cut close to the corners.
And be the first to cross the wires in the race.
The competition of the race.
Can take all you can give.
You never can get anywhere.
Unless you place or win.
Refrain:
Until someone finds U.S. paradise.
I may not all weighs win.
But, I'll somehow learn how to survive.
Back in the race, again!
Refrain:
Foot note: I wrote this song the fall before, my married life began.
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