Fred Haring Album: Grand Parade Track: This Grand Parade
This Grand Parade Lyrics
It's Sunday afternoon and the stores are all closed Little Martha don't care what she just don't know It's raining somewhere out in this world But not on me No, not on me
The man on the tv said it's the end of time I suppose He gets paid to tell me those lies What Little Martha knows He just don't know She gets for free Gets for free
I'm glad to be here Glad to be alive Part of this grand parade I know there's no guarantees I'm just glad to be here one more day
Seems like everybody wants to talk about how they feel Like who they are has got to be some great big deal But I just want to take up The space I fill, Space I fill
I used to want to have everybody call my name The outrageous slings and arrows of fortune and fame I guess it all comes down to Maybe I wont Maybe I will
I'm glad to be here Glad to be alive Part of this grand parade I know there's no garauntees I'm just glad to be here one more day
Maybe I don't nothing at all Maybe it don't matter anyhow Maybe the very best we can do Is to be right here, right now
I'm glad to be here Glad to be alive Part of this grand parade I know there's no garauntees I'm just glad to be here one more day
