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Dear landlord, please don't put a price on my soul |
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My burden is heavy, dear |
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And my dreams are beyond my control |
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Oh yes, they are |
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But when that steamboat whistle blows |
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Oh, honey |
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I'm gonna give you everything |
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I ever had to give, yeah |
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And I do hope that you can receive it well |
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I know that it must be dependin' on the way you feel that you live |
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Whoa, landlord, please heed these words that |
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I try to speak |
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I know you must have suffered much |
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But honey you ain't alone, you ain't so unique |
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No no no, no no |
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All of us at times, |
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I said, we might have worked too hard |
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Or too heavy, too fast and way too rushed, yeah |
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But everyone can fill their life with anything |
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You can look around, but baby, you just cannot touch |
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Whoa, my dear landlord, please don't you dismiss my case |
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I'm not about to argue with you |
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And honey |
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I'll tell ya, |
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I'm ain't gonna move to no other place' |
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Cause I just ain't gonna do it, no no no |
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Each of us must have our own special gift |
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Oh honey, don't you know that it's got to be true |
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And if you don't underestimate me, |
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I'll tell you one thing |
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I said that |
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I won't underestimate you, no |
