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I rise with the sun cause my work is never doneAnd those leftover chores from the midnight before are still waiting for meAnd once again i'm caught between this rock and hard placeWell i get up on my feet and make coffee in my sleepThe school bell rings at eight i hope the kids don't make me lateCause the boss will want to knowWhy i'm holdin' up the side show in this rat raceAnd it seems like all the days are gettin' shorterFight with time to make your payGive a dollar's worth away to make a quarterBut i believe the holy light is burnin' brighterTo come and take this old world back stop the pendulum in its trackAnd let the sun forever shine on this moonlighterThe mornin' news is grim the cost of livin's up againAnd there's little left to spare but i'm contendin' for my shareCause my prospects are high people reaching for the good life all around meWell i'm sure the lord knew best when he made a day of restBut it sure would turn out neat with one more extra day a weekMaybe then this moonlight dance i doWould never have a chance to overtake meAnd it seems like all the days are gettin' shorter...[ guitar ] From Letras Mania