Tomorrow will come, if you will it O Lord
I have me a bunch of twins to raise
I have to smoothly cruise on this potholed road
I have a fully fed man to amaze
I have not one or two but three buses to board
Before i meet my in-laws(that’s another phase)
At sixteen you knew my heart this path wouldn’t have trod
At nineteen trooped in Adventure and at twenty something Compromise
At whatever bend or hump, let me live O Lord
I still have me a bunch of twins to raise
And tomorrow can come, if you will it O Lord.

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