If You Ask How I'm Keeping
Oh, how I dread
To get out of bed
But all I can do is endure,
How I'd rather stay here tucked away
Far from the shivering cold...
Wash my mouth out with soap, told me I had no hope
If I don't change my ways
But I've been forlorn since the day I was born
And that is the way I will stay...
Because everything I'm doin' has already been done,
By the time I find my purpose I'll be headin' under the sun...
I longed to meet the boy down the street,
When one day he knocked on my door
There was only one way that I could make him stay
But you've heard it all before.
Now the wedding bells ring on the first day of spring,
The gifts are all stacked in a pile
Open up the steeple and there's all the people
As I slowly walk down the aisle...
Because everything I'm doin' has already been done,
By the time I find my purpose I'll be headin' under the sun...
The laundry is done, the clothes have been hung,
The dishes are all put away
The children are sleepin', if you ask how I'm keepin
I don't think I can make another day...
Because everything I'm doin' has already been done,
By the time I find my purpose I'll be headin' under the sun...
By the time I find my purpose I'll be headin' under the sun...
To get out of bed
But all I can do is endure,
How I'd rather stay here tucked away
Far from the shivering cold...
Wash my mouth out with soap, told me I had no hope
If I don't change my ways
But I've been forlorn since the day I was born
And that is the way I will stay...
Because everything I'm doin' has already been done,
By the time I find my purpose I'll be headin' under the sun...
I longed to meet the boy down the street,
When one day he knocked on my door
There was only one way that I could make him stay
But you've heard it all before.
Now the wedding bells ring on the first day of spring,
The gifts are all stacked in a pile
Open up the steeple and there's all the people
As I slowly walk down the aisle...
Because everything I'm doin' has already been done,
By the time I find my purpose I'll be headin' under the sun...
The laundry is done, the clothes have been hung,
The dishes are all put away
The children are sleepin', if you ask how I'm keepin
I don't think I can make another day...
Because everything I'm doin' has already been done,
By the time I find my purpose I'll be headin' under the sun...
By the time I find my purpose I'll be headin' under the sun...
Credits
Writer(s): Clayton Linthicum, Kacy Anderson
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