Old Man Doubt
You know I could have been a rich man,
maybe a Hollywood movie star.
Or rocking out on some spot-lit stage,
singing songs and playing my guitar.
My fans would swoon and beg to touch me,
and they would tell me that I’m just grand.
But because of you, I’m all alone,
too afraid of failure to make a stand.
Chorus:
I don’t want you. I don’t need you,
not gonna stay here and feed you.
Because I have got a new plan,
I’m hiding here inside my sleeve.
Done with doubting and with lying,
with failing at what I’m trying.
I know I can do anything,
as long as I can just believe.
I have decided to move along,
stop lying here curled up on the floor.
Forget the past it can kiss my ass,
I’m gonna toss you right out the door.
Not listening to what you have to say,
you’re always telling me what to do.
Now get out of here and hit the road,
cause you and me are finally through.
Repeat Chorus:
So, if like me, you’ve spent all your life,
trying hard to make your dreams come true
But every time you nearly reached one.
Old Man Doubt took it away from you.
If you’re too afraid to start over,
and don’t know if you can dream again.
Don’t listen to what he has to say,
because Old Man doubt sure ain’t your friend.
Copyright © Jerry Brotherton | Year Posted 2023
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