Day Late And A Dollar Short Lyrics

In a past life I must have been damned

To an eternity of pain

Locked up like an animal

Cause they labeled me insane

Good thing I wasn't born a woman

They might have burned me at the stake

Just doing this thing called livin

But I come up short everyday

A day late and a dollar short

My whole damn life

So I pray to the Lord

That I get by

And I see clear what I'm fighting for finally

I feel the warmth on my skin as the Sun shines down on me

Counting quarters at the bus stop

Cause I ain't had wheels in years

But I've always been crafty

Shoplifting my cloths from Sears

Got the Carhartt and the Dickies

To keep me warm on these streets

Felt like God sent me a warning

You can count your blessings by the friends you keep

A day late and a dollar short

My whole damn life

So I pray to the Lord

That I get by

And I see clear what I'm fighting for finally

I feel the warmth on my skin as the Sun shines down on me

And if happiness is a virtue

Let that be me

I feel the warmth on my skin as the Sun shines down on me