Responsibility - Steve Forbert

Poor ole surrender Mimosa

Finally burnt out by the sun

I feel pretty burnt out myself

When the long, hot summer is done

Summertime’s long been my favorite

Now I can’t grab it no more

Can’t find no time for a fish on the line

Or that swing in the old Sycamore

I’m in such a hurry now

It starts to worry me

Stop and smell the roses?

Baby, I can’t hardly see

No, I ain’t forgotten just how good it all can be

But I’ve got so much responsibility

Got so much responsibility

Baby, you know how I’m working

Sorry I’m busy so much

Sorry those days when the world went our way

Are so hard to return to and to touch

Maybe our future looks brighter

Maybe our ship will come in

Maybe these years and these mule train careers

Will be things we won’t think about then

But I’m in such a hurry now

It start to worry me

Stop and smell the roses?

Baby I can’t hardly see

No, I ain’t forgotten just how good it all can be

But I’ve got so much responsibility

Got so much responsibility

Competition’s heavy on a hard line wrecking crew

The good ones never leave

And still there’s always someone new

Pressure comes down hard up on a top notch rivet team

We don’t get time to pace ourselves

We don’t stand around and dream

Poor ole surrender Mimosa

Finally burnt out by the heat

I feel pretty burnt out myself

When I make that ole turn down our street

Summertime’s long been my favorite

Now it’s ole autumn I love

Summertime fun on some beach in the sun

Is not something I’m seeing much of

I’m in such a hurry now

It starts to worry me

Stop and smell the roses?

Baby, I can’t hardly see

No, I ain’t forgotten just how good it all can be

But I’ve got so much responsibility

Got so much responsibility

Got so much responsibility

Yeah