I can feel your disappointment as I stagger through the door
When just last night I promised that I wouldn't drink no more
But the long hard days and the heavy loads been getting the best of me
Guess I'm not as strong a man as I thought that I could be
All the times you sit and listen to things that you don't understand
And you comfort me by saying that I'm a good hard working man
Then you lay down close beside me and say everything's ok
But I feel you're being cheated cause it shouldn't be this
That dam old truck broke down again and my back is going out again
And the boss keeps finding more for me to do
I'm really feeling low again and honey here I go
I spend the day collecting garbage then I come home and dump on you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Dear Mike, we all spend the day collecting garbage of a kind and if were lucky when we go home there someone to help offload, thank you for the Poem, All the best David