That Aint Right Its Just So Wrong
It's not good for a person to live so long Everyday I sing this sorrowful song From late at night to the early dawn My brother and sister have long been gone That ain't right, it's just so wrong
They were both much younger then me Can someone put me out of my misery Life is too short, that's what people say Not mine, looks like I'm here to stay That ain't right, it's just so wrong
The other day I heard a motorcycle go by The sound of that engine made me cry I rode a Harley Davidson, candy apple red Ma yelling, get off that thing or you'll end up dead She was wrong, she was just so wrong
In this wheelchair I sit still hanging on Even though I'm old I feel very strong What a crying shame what a pitiful pity Nothing but wrinkled skin that sure ain't pretty That ain't right, it's just so wrong
Guess by now your tired of listening to me
Well out of this body I too would like to be free
A paradise is at the end just waiting for me
I know for a fact because I've been given the key
That is right, it's just so right
Author Eileen Clark 2023
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