Life's Road Hogs

LIFES’ ROAD HOGS You’ll find them on the highways and all along life’s' byways And they refuse to see they’re the cause of all the problems They ride along the fast lane and make you feel the villain An In the end the good man feels he’s just a silly fellow These highwaymen who race along life's' crowded byways Say to the world of happy men you’d better do it my way They honk, they grunt and pass the weak and very timid And make you feel you’re the one who's messing up the limit They have no goal or vision or sense of real direction Yet in their minds they dare feel like men of real discretion A cursing here and shouting there to do what needs be done Who would dare to show them up, their critics are just none Expect today as you walk along life's’ busy ruthless byway To meet these evil men who say you’d better do it my way But don't despair or give in and let them have the pleasure Of robbing you a simple man of your inward beauty treasure Take note of what they say to you or let them even pass you But don't give in to these evil men or let them undermine you Let them race with headstrong speed on life's busy highway Remember this they’ll hear you say I let you do it your way