THE BALLAD OF A MAN


  The sun keeps going down, no one's ever around,



  No one talks to me no more, I see my body on the 
  Floor.


  The days and nights run into tomorrow, a little laughter 
   And some sorrow,


  Tears and crying in a world of pain, my mother went away 
  Before spring was awake.


  My dad's been gone since I was a little boy, laughter and 
  Joy in between my sorrow,


  Songs that ring inside my head remind me of things from 
  Yesterday and friends.


   I started out a little boy, grew to a man who wonders 
  Where he's going,


  Brothers and sisters all over the place, I see their faces, 
  Do they have the same names.


  I travel my own road of life, three children I love and an 
  ex-wife I have never even liked,


  This is a Ballad of a man who loved and cared, he did in 
  His life all that he can.
                             Keith Garrett