I knew the thing I needed to do
But like a hobo's meal, I let it stew
In my mind a worry
All day and night
At the last minute it will send me to flurry
Never again I said at the 11th hour
Nearly waited too long, the whole thing sour
Now my evenings free, and my projects beckon
But maybe tonight I'll relax, I earned it, I reckon.
But like a hobo's meal, I let it stew
In my mind a worry
All day and night
At the last minute it will send me to flurry
Never again I said at the 11th hour
Nearly waited too long, the whole thing sour
Now my evenings free, and my projects beckon
But maybe tonight I'll relax, I earned it, I reckon.