Just a Bum - Greg Brown


    I saw a man, he's a well-dressed man
    He had a tan from the Yucatan
    He had a car, he looked like a star
    I said, Hey, don't I know who you are
    But when he glanced into my eyes
    I saw yes I saw was such a big surprise
    He was afraid that he's just a bum
    Someday when all his stuff is gone and he's left without a dime
    Time ain't money when all ya got is time
    And you can see him standin on the corner with a nine-day beard and bright red eyes

    I know a guy, he's a pal of mine
    I say, hey.  He say, I'm doin fine
    I'm movin up the ladder, rung rung rung
    I'm gonna get my million while I am still young
    But at night when he's had a few
    His eyes say different than his tongue
    They say I'm afraid that I'm just a bum
    Someday when all my stuff is gone and I'm left without a dime
    Time ain't money when all ya got is time
    And I can see me standin on the corner with my nine-day beard and my bright red eyes
    Goin hey, hey hey hey hey, come on and listen to my story, hey, hey hey hey hey, ah hey

    Some people live to work, work to live
    Any little tremble and the earth might give
    Ya can't hide it in a Volvo or a London Fog
    Can't hide it in a mansion with an imported dog
    No matter how we plan and rehearse, we're at pink slip's mercy in a paper universe
    And we're afraid that we're just a bum
    Someday when all our stuff is gone and we're left without a dime
    Time ain't money when all ya got is time
    And we can see us standin on the corner with our nine-day beards and our bright red eyes
    Goin, hey hey hey hey hey hey hey
    Hey hey hey hey, come on and listen to my story man hey, hey hey hey hey, ah hey

    The man of sorrow's acquainted with grief
    Stands in line waiting for relief
    He will tell ya it wasn't always this way
    One bad little thing happened one bad little day
    Heartbreak has bad teeth and a sour smell and lives when he can in a cheap hotel
    And he's afraid that he's just a bum
    Someday when all his stuff is gone and he's left without a dime
    Time ain't money when all ya got is time
    And you can see him standin on the corner with a nine-day beard and bright red eyes
    Goin, hey hey hey hey hey hey hey
    Hey hey hey hey, come on and listen to my story man hey, hey hey hey hey, ah hey

     
     
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