Text: The Blue Dogs. Every Day.

One of the first things
I never learned
Caught it again today
One of the last things
I ever heard
I wish I'd never heard her say
Some of the worst things we ever do
Gonna come around again
So I keep on trying to change my ways
As I head up around the bend

If I could rearrange my life right now
I'd point and click and drag
And I would make a change cut off that screen
And drop my Windows in that paper bag
Can't let that machine fill up my mind
Gonna work it all out upstairs
I'll write down this information
Create a new fire
And make like I ain't got no cares
It's a circle of seasons

Spinning around and round
Coming home to another day
I've got plenty of reasons that the deal goes down
Just turn around renew myself
Gonna try a little harder every day
Gonna play a little longer just as long as I can
Get it right somehow working every day

Spinning around and round
Coming home to another day
I've got plenty of reasons that the deal goes down
Just turn around renew myself
Gonna try a little harder every day
Gonna play a little longer just as long as I can
Get it right somehow working every day

Try a little harder every day
Gonna play a little longer just as long as can
Get it right somehow working every day