Why Me

Why Me - The Hit Crew

Sometimes I go walking

Through the long tall grass

Wonder how long hard times will last

For this backward soul on a road

That god knows where

Hard as I try ain't left no track

It's not enough to find my way back

I hit the ground like broken glass

And just lay there

Singing why me oh why me

And I throw another empty bottle

Up against the wall

And I say why me oh why me

But pitty never ever did me

Any kinda good at all

So I walk on

And I wound up on the capital steps

Watching the lobbyists smoking cigarettes

Bury their shoes in the country club blues

Who got who by the short hairs

Standing there in their high dollar suits

Looking down at my tattered old jeans and boots

And this weathered guitar

That seems to follow me everywhere

God it follows me everywhere

Playing why me oh why me

All I got's another song about

How money makes and breaks the law

And I sing why me oh why me

I'm just a broke troubadore

With a bark for the underdog

And I walk on

Now I ain't Jesus but I can relate

To a man looking death square in the face

Even he hit his knees with a plea

In the garden of gethsemane

To his holy father he raised his eyes

In his darkest hours he cried

Please would you take this cup from me

Praying why me oh why me

Knowing all the while he

Had to carry that cross and hang there

When I say why me oh why me

I know that somewhere up in heaven

There's a big old book with my name there

So I walk on I rock on

Even when I'm singing why me I rock on

Even when I'm singing why me I rock on

Even when I'm singing why me

Why me