Story Behind The Song
The last verse is about my wife of so many years passing away on a Sunday morning. I'll never be the same!
Song Description
Things have a way of going wrong!
| Song Length |
4:36 |
Genre |
Blues - General, Blues - Rural |
| Tempo |
Very Slow (Under 70) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Poignant, Heartbreaking |
Subject |
Existence, Life |
| Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
Lyrics
If wishes were horses, beggars would ride.
If love was money, I'd be the richest man alive.
But beggars are walking. And I ain't got a dime.
It's the same old story, time after time.
Well the rich they get richer, while the poor they get by.
Sometimes I wonder, why even try.
But we get up each morning and pretend it's all fine.
But it's the same old story, time after time.
Well I had me a lover, and I made her my wife.
We lived together, had a wonderful life.
But one Sunday morning, God took what was mine.
And it's the same old story, time after time.