A Possible Projection Of The Future

God helped Moses

So I know He won't let me down

I'm at the bottom of my ladder

And it weren't no easy way down

All the folks that used to be around me

You won't find 'em knockin' at my door

And you never know who your friends are

'Til they don't come round no more, Lord

My money ran out last evenin'

My woman, she ran out today

And no one gives a fuck what I'm singing

Which makes it even harder to say

I've worked almost all my lifetime

Makin' music as best I can

But you never know who your friends are

'Til they don't come round again

Now I'm just an old nothin'

With memories of fifty years

I started with 'The Blues Project'

Spent some time with 'Blood, Sweat and Tears'

My life was filled with music

My heart was drenched in sound

And if you go see an old movie

You might hear me in the background

These old eyes don't see too good no more

These days they say that I'm deaf

My hands are so soft and wrinkled

So let me play you all that I got left, oh Lord