If I'm Lucky
Sometimes my work never seems to end
Seven days each week aren't quite enough
So when I take a few minutes to relax
Keeping myself from running away is tough.
Wishing I was in a cabin on a mountain side
In a far away place where time stands still
Whether it's night or day wouldn't matter at all
And anytime I got hungry I could eat my fill.
Wishing isn't real but it's the next best thing
It keeps me going until my vacation time
Maybe then I'll find that cabin in my dreams
If I'm lucky and I do that'll be just fine.
Ralph L. Clark © 2000