A Man Can't Ride Your Back Unless It's Bent

Up

My knees are skinned

No worse for wear

I am on my way

Out of here

I’ve kicked the cans

In this lonely town

And the only way out from down

Is up

I’ve nosed and slummed

With the best and yet

I’ve scraped and clawed

With sadder sets

My chin has drug upon the floor

I have found I’m wanting more

And the exit out of here

Is up

I am swimming in quicksand

You know the feeling

Pulling downward

Mind is reeling

Got a foothold

On the side

And I am on my way off this crazy ride

And up

Dedicated to Martin Luther King Jr. ; a man taken way too soon, a man who was too big for this world!