My Petition

My Petition - Kenny Rogers (肯尼·羅傑斯)

I just sat down to watch the game

When I heard the doorbell ring

I wondered

Who in the world it could be

Through the people all that I saw there

Was a

Crooked cap on curly hair

Some kid

Squintin' back at me

I said if you're sellin' somethin'

Well I ain't buyin' nothin'

But I

Appreciate you stoppin' by

Said I ain't askin' for a dime

Just a minute of your time

An' your name

Here on the dotted line

Could you sign my petition

Had a spiral notebook in his hand

Handed me a chewed up pen

An' I ask you

What am I signin' up for

I scrolled down that wrinkled page

Saw a couple of neighbors names

I kept readin'

Then I sat down on the porch

It was a letter to the president

With a list

That numbered one to ten

It said make a law where daddy's don't work late

Keep uncle joe an' those soldiers safe

Give those kids on tv

All they want to eat

Put a stop to bullies on the bus

No crime no waits no hate no ***

Give a jacket and a job

To people on the street

I said son sounds like a world I'd like to live in

And I signed his petition

He thanked me for my time

I headed back inside grabbed my beer

An' got back to the game

Thought by now that boy he's three doors down

Here I am just sittin' round

Waitin' on the world to change

Must've blocked the whole game out

All that I could think about was

Make a law where daddy's don't work late

Keep uncle joe an' those soldiers safe

Give those kids on tv

All they want to eat

Put a stop to bullies on the bus

No crime no waits no hate no ***

Give a blanket and a job

To people on the street

An' I thought

Man ain't that a place I'd like to live in

And I thank God

For that boy that's out there fixin'

The world with his petition