Lyrics

Go to work every day,
Cuz I got bills to pay,
So I get my tired body out of bed,
So my children's mouth's are fed,

Pray my car makes it down the freeway,
Lord, I barely makes enough to pay for gas,
And I'm so tired of living hand to mouth, and from day to day,
I wonder how much longer I can last,

Cuz when you're making a dollar a day,
You know it's pretty hard to see your way clear,
When you're making a dollar a day,
It easy to become overcome by your fears,
That there's no hope for tomorrow,
Only depression and sorrow,
Nothing but a dead end street,
With all of life's stresses,
You wonder if the lord still blesses,
You're forgotten life can be so sweet, life can be so sweet,

You see a light at the end of the tunnel,
But it's an oncoming train,
And you work so hard all your life to make a bundle,
But your heart can't take the strain,