This year, maybe, do you think i can graduate?
I’m already two years late.
Dropped out six months when I was seven,
A year when i was eleven,
then got put back when we came North.
To get through high school at twenty’s kind of late--
But maybe this year I can graduate.
Maybe now I can have that white enamel stove
I dreamed about when we first fell in love
eighteen years ago
but you know
rooming and everything
cold water flat and all that.
But now my daughter is married
And my boy’s most grown --
quit school to work--
and where we’re moving
There ain’t no stove
Maybe I can buy that white enamel stove!
Me, I always did want to study French
It don’t make sense
I’ll never go to France
but night schools teach French.
Now at last I’ve got a job
where i get off at five,
in time to wash and dress
so, s’il-vous plait, I’ll study French!
I’m gonna buy two new suits at once!
All I want is..
one more bottle of gin
All i want is a wife who will
work with me and not against me. Say,
baby, could you see your way clear?
Heaven, heaven is my home
This world I’ll leave behind
When i set my feet into glory
I’’ have a throne for mine.
I want to pass the civil service
I want a television set.
You know, as old as I am, I ain’t never
owned a decent radio yet?