Songtext von Life Could Be Worse

Come on Pa, Ma, Aunt Sis, Aunt Janie When out for a drive And some drunken lawyer hit on them Everybody but the lawyer died Pa had lots of debt, So I went and sold the farm I'm living in the tin of it And I'm staving I got rat bites on my arms Yeah but Life could be worse Things could get bad I'm lucky I guess To remember what I am oh Waited in the line one day For a bit of soup and bread I met Miss Initia And this is what she said She said Keep your chin out Bobby And smile when you talk Then she went away now She went away where pots go wash Yeah but Life could be worse Things could get bad I'm lucky I guess To remember what I am oh I'm lucky I guess To remember What I am I'm working out on Davie's Street For a man called Eddie Bones I give him half of what I make And he leaves me alone I tell ya I don't deal no rough trade Like the corner cowboys do I'm a temporary resident Of Lonely Avenue Yeah but Life could be worse Things could get bad Life could be worse Life could be worse I'm lucky I guess To remember what I am oh I'm lucky I guess To remember what I am oh I'm lucky I guess To remember What I am Come on Hey yeah Come on