If you could describe your life in song, what would the lyrics be?

[MAB]

Jim Croce
I Got a Name

Like the pine trees linin' the windin' road
I've got a name, I've got a name
Like the singin' bird and the croakin' toad
I've got a name, I've got a name

And I carry it with me like my daddy did
But I'm livin' the dream that he kept hid

Movin' me down the highway
Rollin' me down the highway
Movin' ahead so life won't pass me by

Like the north wind whistlin' down the sky
I've got a song, I've got a song
Like the whippoorwill and the baby's cry
I've got a song, I've got a song

And I carry it with me and I sing it loud
If it gets me nowhere, I'll go there proud

Movin' me down the highway
Rollin' me down the highway
Movin' ahead so life won't pass me by

And I'm gonna go there free
Like the fool I am and I'll always be
I've got a dream, I've got a dream
They can change their minds but they can't change me
I've got a dream, I've got a dream

Oh, I know I could share it if you'd want me too
If you're going my way, I'll go with you

Movin' me down the highway
Rollin' me down the highway
Movin' ahead so life won't pass me by
Movin' me down the highway
Rollin' me down the highway
Movin' ahead so life won't pass me by

 

[bloodshoteyed]

Back and forth, I sway with the wind
Resolution slips away again
Right through my fingers, back into my heart
Where it's out of reach and it's in the dark
Sometimes I think I'm blind
Or I may be just paralyzed
Because the plot thickens every day
And the pieces of my puzzle keep crumbling away
But I know, there's a picture beneath
Indecision clouds my vision
No one listens​

 

[oldsysop]

 

[Dialectic]

When it blows its stacks
He ain’t nowhere t’ be found
When ah wolf’s claws wear way down
Better watch out there’s ah man eater around
Hide all the women in town
When it blows its stacks
All you girls make no mistake
He’s as cold as ah snake sleepin’ in the shade
He takes um out
Out on an iceberg
Hand ’em ah Ronson ‘n says
I’ll see you around
When he straighten up
They all bend down
He don’t bow t’ bad water
He don’t pussy foot around
When it blows its stacks
He ain’t nowhere t’be found

 

[Andretti60]

Girl you thought he was a man
But he was a muffin
He hung around till you found
That he didn't know nuthin'
Girl you thought he was a man
But he only was a-puffin'
No cries is heard in the night
As a result of him stuffin'​

 

[Peterinvan]

Don’t worry
Be happy.