the lowest score

She woke up one morning feeling sad and blue
thinking ‘bout a dream where she couldn’t make it through.
Her father was an outlaw and here mother was a whore
so all she had to expect was just the lowest score.
But she looked around and she found her own straight way to go
in spite of all the troubles, which came in a constant row.
At last she made a living as singer in a band
where she sang about salvation and the joy of
of the promised land.

Sometimes life is different and sometimes out of control.
Too many men are fighting for each and every soul.
The gamblin’ man is rich and the workin’ man is poor.
You won’t find peace and rest in this world anymore.

There are many people out there, who have no time to rest
for just a simple living they do each day their very best.
They come home with bleeding fingers feeling sick and sore
but all they have to expect is just the lowest score.

Yet they look around and hope to find out their own straight way to go
in spite of all the troubles, which come in a constant row.
But most of them will end up in dangerous quicksand
where there’s no place for salvation and no way to the promised land.

Sometimes life is different and sometimes out of control.
Too many men are fighting for each and every soul
The devil in disguise is gonna make you feel so poor
You won’t find peace and rest in this world anymore.