I’ll put my dreams in a box
Seal it up good, use a sturdy lock
I’ll bid my dreams fare thee well
‘Cause they were all talking with nothing to sell.
They told me to grow up
Before I grow old
They told me to save up
Before I spent my soul.
But I ain’t much for saving
For living without a-loving
But that’s only brought troubling
‘Cause hard luck’s harder to find than hard loving.
They told me to man up
Before I beg
They told me to ‘fess up
Before I trip
But, I ain’t gonna fall for scared talk
Preparing to fall before I could walk
Fear’s my mistress
As I cheat on my Loving wife
At the end of the day, my dreams are all that’s left behind.