Honest Man - My Morning Jacket

Try to walk this earth an honest man,

But eveil waves at me its ugly hand.

The radar watches me from above, shouting down:

«I hope you make it on this earth.»

Sometimes this world will leave you, lord,

Kickin and a screamin, wonderin if you’ll see the next day through.

But as for me I do believe that good luck comes from tryin,

So until I get mine ill work me the whole day through.