What Kind Of Life Is This? – Lyrics

Go to work all day
It’s the same always
The people are nice but it’s not quite right

Yeah, every day
It’s the same old way
8 to 5 and then off for the night

He comes home then
Spends an hour with his kids
Gets ready for bed and does it all over again

What kind of life is this?
Work 40 years and miss the list
All the things we want and never get
Our time is short and we must admit… what kind of life is this?

He wants to break free
Thinks, “it’s not for me”
This kind of life just don’t seem right

He ain’t never been
In to win
“What’s the point, you’ll never see the end?”

We’ll he’s ready to go
But the time travels slow
He’s worn and tired and, baby, he wants to know…

What kind of life is this?
Work 40 years and miss the list
All the things we want and never get
Our time is short and we must admit… what kind of life is this?

Where the world turns its back on a working man
Who provides for his family through thick and thin
But, when he sees that smile on his little girl – He knows he’s
Done alright in this world and says, “What kind of wonderful life is this?”

What kind of life is this?
Work 40 years and miss the list
All the things we want and never get
Sometimes we let ourselves forget… what kinda wonderful life this is!

Written by Heath Frazier & Roy Holliday, ©2013 Sand Dollar Rodeo, Strange Highways (BMI).

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