Days Are Short

Days are short and I ain't down

The sun is on the hill

Looking in my suitcase for a friend



The door was opened wide

You know I lost a little pride

And inside it was just another man



Every day another man reaches out his hand

Every moment there's a shifting in the sand

Every whisper in the wind brings a good man back again

Settle me down in my dreams tonight

Tomorrow's another day to blow my blues away



Lots of folks will tell you that

A man can go through life

Taking what he wants along the way



But until all men are freed

Each one gets but what he needs

The experience of living every day



Every day another man reaches out his hand

Every moment there's a shifting in the sand

Every whisper in the wind brings a good man back again

Settle me down in my dreams tonight

Tomorrow's another day to blow my blues away



I woke up this morning

I awoke upon my knees

Crying ooh, wee, I don't know where I am



I feel just like a clown

Every time I move around

Because, after all I'm just another man