LYRIC FOR SALE

By Tony McDonald

[Verse 1]
I'm still down on my luck and old Luke still has fleas
The cold wind is blowing at least there's a breeze
I can't see the forest for all these durn trees
But I remember to say thank you and I always say please

[chorus]
Yippy-yay, little doggies, yippy-yay, yippy-yi
My life is a struggle, but still I get by
I've got me a biscuit and a chicken wing I can fry
That chicken didn't need it 'cause chickens can't fly

[verse 2]
I'm a born loser, I just cannot win
I've been to rock bottom, I'll be there again
The preacher man said I was living in sin
So I quit drinking whiskey, all I drink now is gin

[Verse 3]
From my home I was evicted, down the road I did go
I wound up on a street they called it skid row
There I was arrested for what I don't know
Now I'm being deported to old Mexico
Huh
[chorus]
Yippy-yay, little doggies, yippy-yay, yippy-yi
My life is a struggle, but still I get by
If you see me in passing with a tear in my eye
I chose this life, so for me don't you cry