I just sat to watch the game When I heard the ring An' I who in the world it could be Through the peephole, all I saw there Was a crooked cap on curly An' kid squintin' back at me
I said, "If sellin' somethin' Well, I buyin' nothin' But I you stoppin' by" Said, "I ain't askin' for a dime just a minute of your An' your name on the dotted line Could you my petition?"
Had a notebook in his hand me a chewed up pen An' I ask you, "What am I up for?" I scrolled that wrinkled page Saw a of neighbor's names I readin' and I sat down on the porch
It was a to the President a list that numbered one to ten
It said, "Make a law where daddys don't work Keep Uncle Joe an' those soldiers Give those on TV all they want to eat Put a to bullies on the bus No crime, no waits, no hate, no Give a and a job to people on the street"
I said, "Son, sounds like a world I'd like to in" And I his petition
He thanked me for my I headed inside, grabbed my beer An' got back to the Thought by now that boy, three doors down Here I am just round Waitin' on the world to
Must've blocked the whole out All that I could think was
Make a law where daddys work late Keep Uncle Joe an' soldiers safe Give those kids on TV all want to eat Put a stop to on the bus No crime, no waits, no hate, no a blanket and a job to people on the street"
An' I thought, "Man, ain't that a I'd like to live in" And I God for that boy that's out there fixin' The with his petition