I guess I turned around in the morning with your leaf and with your headHe further hurt the car pro as he stumbled out the shadeWhen a blind joker came to walk him with a shot gone in his lungsHe said, you'll pay me twenty dollars before you leave my homeVan Bosse saw the hook, did you replace Joseph's hand?He said, I'll calm you down, my brother, let's discuss this man to manThere's no good in getting angry, we must try to act our ageYou're the stew in your convictionsLife's a game, it's a game, it's a gameI'm a hermit in a cageYou're the sun of all peopleTry a little bit harderLook for me, I'll see what I do for youWe're the blood and water, bricks and mortarWe're both for you, my homeYou're the sun of all peopleSo dream it, it's your ownWell slowly Joseph got a load to rideAnd he emptied out the shelvesVan Bosse, he came towards himHe shook his dong and wish him wellHe said, now, hey blind man, that is fineBut I sure can't waste my timeSo move aside and let me go my wayI've got a train to rideWell Joseph arrib鶶¶¶¶¶¶¶