Roberta James Mitchell
The Journey - Poem by Roberta James Mitchell
i got a couple of bucks in my hand,
think they'll help me make my way
i've got a little of luck in my life,
think it'll help me be happy
no matter what comes up?
i got a couple of songs in my head,
think they'll help me get some fame?
but i ain't got any company yet,
do you think you can come with me?
i really need the company, babe,
do you wanna take a trip?
with you i won't need the money,
i won't take the luck
and i won't writte the songs,
do you wanna walk with me?
and there'll be a couple of us.
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