Dear Karma Lyrics

I sang gospels for Christians

Mantras for Hindus

And James Taylor too many times

I've mourned with the dying

I've cried with the crying

Through Blue Skies and You Are My Sunshine

It's all for the giving there aint much appeal

Dear karma please get me a big record deal

Well I played for old-timers

Tall tales of coal miners

We danced and swayed to the moon

I worked many soup kitchen

And helped at the mission

And donated all my old shoes

Don't you call it self-serving

I ain't trying to steal

Dear karma please get me a big record deal

Well I went to my Guru

And he says "Who do you

Think that y'are young man?

Karma ain't here for to make you a big star

Or answer all of your prayers

And when you do good things

Don't expect much back"

Dear Guru, I didn't think you would say that

And it's all very hard to hear

That karma can't get me a big record deal