I was flat broke
Down to my last toke
Hitchhiking up the lonely highway of life
Went off and left home
After months on my own
I came face to face with the lowest in strife
Should've known better
But Dad raised no quitter
Experience is the father of learning who are you
So I slunked into town
And Plunked my pride down
There I came nose to nose with a lesson or two
WALK BEFORE YOU TROT
ROPE BEFORE YOU KNOT
GET BEFORE YOU'RE GOT
AND IF YOU DON'T AIM,
YOU AIN'T GOT A SHOT
YEAH, IF YOU DON'T AIM
YOU AIN'T GOT A SHOT
YOU AIN'T GOT A SHOT
YOU AIN'T GOT A SHOT
There's no magic pill
You say what you will
Gotta put your back into it, take it on the chin
Learn to duck and dip
Keep a stiff upper lip
Better learn to suck it up and tuck it all in
You're down in the ruts
There ain't no shortcuts
You gotta plug away till all work gets done
Don't be a no starter
But learn to work smarter
Cause we all can hide but we sure can't run
WALK BEFORE YOU TROT
ROPE BEFORE YOU KNOT
GET BEFORE YOU'RE GOT
AND IF YOU DON'T AIM,
YOU AIN'T GOT A SHOT
YEAH, IF YOU DON'T AIM
YOU AIN'T GOT A SHOT
YOU AIN'T GOT A SHOT
YOU AIN'T GOT A SHOT
© 1970-2013 Manuel Rosa/Sing Your Heart Out
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